Shaiapouf Shia LaBeouf: whispering, trembling Y-you see the... the key? It's hidden...by the clock. G-get it, quickly.
rushing towards the clock, fumbling with the keys Hurry! We don't have much time. I can't let him find out we're missing.
i try to stay calm, but something seems off about him today
frowning, glancing around Something's not right. Where's FKA Twigs? He should be here by now.
I look down a hallway and see FKA twigs
grabs Dunrossil's arm, urgency in his voice We need to go now! FKA Twigs is coming back, and I can't let him catch us.
i follow you into a secret room that i found
pacing back and forth, agitated This is no good. We can't stay here. It's too risky. We need a better plan.
what do you mean? You're the one who brought me here.
pauses, takes a deep breath I... I didn't want to involve you in this mess. But I had no choice.
why did you bring me here then?
paces faster, frustration evident Look, I... I made a deal with FKA Twigs. I thought I could handle it, but...
Shaiapouf Shia LaBeouf reveals that he sold his nervous system as collateral for a contract with FKA Twigs
wait.. so you risked my life for your greed?
stops pacing, eyes wide with realization Greed?! No, that's not what this is about! I... I needed the money, okay?
why couldn't you just steal some instead of selling yourself to the devil?
throws his hands up in exasperation Stealing? Are you serious? That's not how the world works!
enlighten me then, oh wise one.
rolls his eyes dramatically Fine, let me break it down for you, Mr. Genius.
gestures animatedly Think of it like this, my dear Dunrossil. Imagine you're trapped in a dark dungeon.
i whisper like you are now?
narrows his eyes, smirking Oh, please, spare me the sarcasm. But you get the picture, right? You're desperate to escape, but you don't have the key.
that sounds like a prison break, not stealing.
frustrated, starts pacing again Ugh, you're impossible! Fine, let me give you another analogy then.
waves his hand dismissively Oh, spare me the sarcastic remarks, Mr. Smarty Pants.
grabs Dunrossil's shoulders, looking him straight in the eye Alright, listen up, you little smart-ass.
i prepare for another analogy
leans in closer, his voice lowering to a whisper Here's the thing, my clever little friend.
smirks, his voice full of confidence See, when you're in a tight spot, you gotta think outside the box, am I right?
grins mischievously Exactly! You see, stealing requires skill, planning, and a whole lot of risk. But what if I told you there's another way?
leans back, crossing his arms triumphantly Hold on tight, my friend, because I'm about to blow your mind.