[Well, Emil can handle a lot of the 'normal people' stuff, even if he's not really great with, well. People. There's just enough functional things he's pretty decent at that they count as two halves of a whole idiot.

Lalli's comment about his dancing has him rolling his eyes, and he fights down that instinctive urge to give a light punch on the shoulder because he knows Lalli hates it.]

The dancing is probably easier to understand than fluent Finnish, honestly.

[What a dumb language. The things he does for his best friend. While Lalli gathers up another rat creature and tosses it past Emil, barely missing his face again, he finishes cleaning up and tosses the cloth aside, heading further into the greenhouse.]

There has to be a more efficient way of doing this. Do you think we could, I don't know, smoke them out or something?