[Phil reaches behind and pats the elf on the head, comforting the small figure. He doesn't mind his elf, even if it has an annoying voice and chirpy disposition far too early in the morning.
It could be worse.]
But no, I'd rather you didn't.
[The elf refuses to actually move out from behind Phil even as it looks at Natasha. Unblinkingly. It accepts the head pats with a happy smile.]
[Action, Later in the morning]
[Phil reaches behind and pats the elf on the head, comforting the small figure. He doesn't mind his elf, even if it has an annoying voice and chirpy disposition far too early in the morning.
It could be worse.]
But no, I'd rather you didn't.
[The elf refuses to actually move out from behind Phil even as it looks at Natasha. Unblinkingly. It accepts the head pats with a happy smile.]