[Beast follows her lead at an awkward gait, looking uncertainly around them as if hoping the footstool would just show up upon magically hearing the pony's soft voice.
Of course, this doesn't happen. So, reluctantly, he starts calling out in his own voice... albeit in a pathetically low, quiet tone.]
S-Sultan... wh-where... are you...? Uh... c-come out...
[Action]
Of course, this doesn't happen. So, reluctantly, he starts calling out in his own voice... albeit in a pathetically low, quiet tone.]
S-Sultan... wh-where... are you...? Uh... c-come out...