mr. tummus

Lucy Pevensie: Oh, I should go. 
Mr. Tumnus: It’s too late for that, now. I’m such a terrible faun.
Lucy Pevensie: Oh, no. You’re the nicest faun I’ve ever met. 
Mr. Tumnus: Then I’m afraid you’ve had a very poor sampling.
Lucy Pevensie: You can’t have done anything that bad. 
Mr. Tumnus: It’s not something I have done, Lucy Pevensie. It’s something I am doing. 
Lucy Pevensie: [suspiciously] What are you doing? 
Mr. Tumnus: [whispers and in tears] I’m kidnapping you.