[Almost like if Jonah had allowed his hair to grow properly, not let it bother him.

But no, the man here is Not Jonah. He's just pacing circles, letting the rats jump onto and off of him, occasionally reaching to pet one here and there.]

In the encanto! The whole valley, the pueblo. This whole place is protected by magic. But they don't know, I didn't let Abuela see it, so they have no way to know it's coming.

[He makes some tchah tchah tchah noises in his teeth before stopping. Looking at Martin. Then looking at the rats.]

What d'you think, you think he's part of it? Or something else, maybe? Seems harmless enough.