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[The pocket watch opens to show Gilbert seated in his apartment. The lights are dim, but on. He's seated in one of the wooden chairs near the small table, leaning forward so that his forearms rest against his knees. The look on his face is quite serious, nervous, and his golden eyes are wide, fixed on something that the feed is not picking up.]
So. You came alone this time.
[Silence.]
You think because you're small I'll let my guard down. I still don't trust you. I know better. You're plotting. Where are your friends?
[Continued silence.]
You can't stay here. [He shudders at the thought.] You can't. ...I have to sleep. What'll happen when I sleep?
[Silence. This time interrupted by what sounds like a quiet mew followed by purring. His cat troubles are obviously continuing. Gilbert shifts abruptly, scrambling, but the motion is too much and he and his chair fall backwards with a loud clattering thump, the watch being knocked down to the floor as well.]
Nonono! Get back! Get back get away!
[The purring gets louder and suddenly a very small, furry orange-striped faces takes up the entirety of the image. Somewhere unseen Gilbert sighs.]
Maybe if I feed it, it won't eat me while I sleep... [All in all this seems like a bad idea. But it's in his house. What other choice does he have, but to keep it appeased and pray?]
So. You came alone this time.
[Silence.]
You think because you're small I'll let my guard down. I still don't trust you. I know better. You're plotting. Where are your friends?
[Continued silence.]
You can't stay here. [He shudders at the thought.] You can't. ...I have to sleep. What'll happen when I sleep?
[Silence. This time interrupted by what sounds like a quiet mew followed by purring. His cat troubles are obviously continuing. Gilbert shifts abruptly, scrambling, but the motion is too much and he and his chair fall backwards with a loud clattering thump, the watch being knocked down to the floor as well.]
Nonono! Get back! Get back get away!
[The purring gets louder and suddenly a very small, furry orange-striped faces takes up the entirety of the image. Somewhere unseen Gilbert sighs.]
Maybe if I feed it, it won't eat me while I sleep... [All in all this seems like a bad idea. But it's in his house. What other choice does he have, but to keep it appeased and pray?]