"Wh-- Tha-- That wasn't the trick!"

He hangs his head and sighs. It's pointless. He's probably not negotiating his way out of this. Little Buddy scuttles over by him and tries to root himself in under Lawrence's arm pit. It's a tight squeeze, but he makes it and coos comfortably when he's found his spot.

"What was the riddle again?" Lawrence asks, already emotionally defeated. "I wasn't listening to you earlier."