Edgar frowns as they head, inevitably, toward the blue box. This isn't what he had in mind. Though, to be fair, he hadn't really had much in mind, other than getting Andrew to where he needed to go. Still, this isn't what he expected.

The box - he assumes this is the TARDIS - is on the small side. Really small. There's no way they'll all fit inside. He signs to Almondine to tell her they'll wait outside and slows his stride, preparing to find a place to sit nearby.