Such a dumb, small little weakling. You so easily let me catch you and shrine you down to the perfect size to fit you in my little box. Well, the perfect size in my eyes, even if it's uncomfortable for you. Will I let you stay there another day, getting to listen to me, even get glimpse of me around during the day? Maybe I'll keep you around until I find another worthy toy to play around with. (There is a clicking sound in the audio made by the camera in some parts of this video.)