[Alright Ms. Bubblegum, nee Cronut, Ronan has reached the end of his nonexistent patience. He slams his hand against the bubble over and over.]
It doesn't care about that! It cares about me!
[Is that a claw cracking through to his side? Whatever it is, Ronan doesn't take his eyes off Sylvie. He'll find out later. He doesn't have to look to hear the night horror screaming with both beaks. For himself, he settles for only a snarl.]
You're so scared now?
[He smashes his hand against the bubble to punctuate the next few words.]
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It doesn't care about that! It cares about me!
[Is that a claw cracking through to his side? Whatever it is, Ronan doesn't take his eyes off Sylvie. He'll find out later. He doesn't have to look to hear the night horror screaming with both beaks. For himself, he settles for only a snarl.]
You're so scared now?
[He smashes his hand against the bubble to punctuate the next few words.]
Let. Me. Out.