Wirt peeks out from underneath the table and looks up - way up. He should probably be a little more scared than he actually is, but...he's not, really.
(Okay maybe he is a little, but only because she's easily one hundred times bigger than he is right now.)
"I'm not scratching. I was just...I was trying to get under this table, and-"
Well, he demonstrates. He tries to flee under the table, but his strings keep getting caught on the top of the table. That, and the sound of his tiny wooden feet struggling against the floor, are what's making the scratching sounds.
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(Okay maybe he is a little, but only because she's easily one hundred times bigger than he is right now.)
"I'm not scratching. I was just...I was trying to get under this table, and-"
Well, he demonstrates. He tries to flee under the table, but his strings keep getting caught on the top of the table. That, and the sound of his tiny wooden feet struggling against the floor, are what's making the scratching sounds.