Raz moves forward, trying to overhear exactly what the hell the two elves are trying to say to each other. When that fails, he sighs and steps back.

The circus clowns are eying both the elves and, oddly, Raz with an air of annoyance and suspicion. For Raz, particularly, there seems to be an element of unhappiness, as if he's broken some sort of bond of trust. Raz doesn't understand this.