Mink really is just curious. And when items and people radiate energy and magic, he can't help himself, can't help but sidle up to a person to get to know them, or can't help but inspect whatever object is catching his fancy, to try and decipher it.
Perhaps... perhaps it's a lingering desire to find the way back to the Otherworld again, even if he's not been successful yet, not for the past forty or so years. That doesn't mean he's going to stop trying. The closet, if it could be called a closet, had really just oozed some strange kind of aura, and so he had stepped into it, of course! He wasn't exactly expecting to find Narnia (perhaps not quite, perhaps something more... wild), but it turns out to be just an ordinary closet. Bewitched, perhaps, but nothing more than that.
He would have been horribly bored, if he hadn't somehow managed to drag his newly minted (haha) acquaintance along with him, a little amused at the petulance of the other, kicking at the door like that.
"Well, for one, I doubt it works to kick at the door like that."
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Perhaps... perhaps it's a lingering desire to find the way back to the Otherworld again, even if he's not been successful yet, not for the past forty or so years. That doesn't mean he's going to stop trying. The closet, if it could be called a closet, had really just oozed some strange kind of aura, and so he had stepped into it, of course! He wasn't exactly expecting to find Narnia (perhaps not quite, perhaps something more... wild), but it turns out to be just an ordinary closet. Bewitched, perhaps, but nothing more than that.
He would have been horribly bored, if he hadn't somehow managed to drag his newly minted (haha) acquaintance along with him, a little amused at the petulance of the other, kicking at the door like that.
"Well, for one, I doubt it works to kick at the door like that."