[Vulpes likes to believe he's a difficult man to startle. He keeps well aware of his surroundings, so people don't have a chance to sneak up on him. Unfortunately, the fact that a child happened to be hiding under his table somehow eluded him and its sudden appearance nearly makes him spill his drink all over himself in surprise.]

Huh?!

[He stares, immediately noticing some very obvious peculiarities. This isn't a regular person, that much is obvious.]

Why were you under the table?