Rolf made a careful lunge for the sugar glider and failed. He sighed, walking over to the alley to see if there was still a chance to get the creature. He hated summoning animals, it ended in pain and tears on both sides, usually. Cats especially -- though the pain was always on the person's end there.
He sighed, disappointed. He turned back and picked up his apple and the remains of his orange, pocketing the nibbled piece to throw away later. He'd keep an eye out for it, in case he had a chance to help it out.