[The others are calling him. They need his help. They need him, Ingo realizes, and his steps quicken until he walks headlong into Emmet. There's no force behind the gesture, not like he's trying to tackle him out of the way; indeed, even after doing so, it takes several sentences before his eyes focus on Emmet.]
Oh - Emmet. Just a moment, please...
[Trying, in a vague strange sort of way, to walk around him.]
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Oh - Emmet. Just a moment, please...
[Trying, in a vague strange sort of way, to walk around him.]