1. Um... okay... [he's seen a loot of strange things recently, but even that was kind of familiar, like home! this...was something different. He hugs the guitar absently and looks about for someone that seems friendly]
Hola. Is this...still the Land of the Dead? [because it kiind of looks like it is, but it kiiind of looks like it isn't]
2. [Miguel looks up. He's never seen a chandelier in a library before, but there is one and it is huge, swaying like it's caught in some kind of earthquake. He stares at it in wonder, until it starts to fall and then he yelps and dives behind a nearby chair as shards of glass go flying everywhere.
Miguel Rivera | Coco
Hola. Is this...still the Land of the Dead? [because it kiind of looks like it is, but it kiiind of looks like it isn't]
2. [Miguel looks up. He's never seen a chandelier in a library before, but there is one and it is huge, swaying like it's caught in some kind of earthquake. He stares at it in wonder, until it starts to fall and then he yelps and dives behind a nearby chair as shards of glass go flying everywhere.
As soon as it seems safe he peeks his head up]
Is...is everyone okay?
3. Qué padre! This is amazing! [there are so many different costumes and outfits that he can't stop looking. He notices someone nearby and sidles up to them, clutching absently at the strap of the guitar] Hey...do you work here?