[Booker grabs, a marble? no, that won't work, the Ouija board? no that won't either, god dammit where is something useful.

his tail is probably heavily scratched up from the kicks, bleeding there, but nothing is going to make him let go there. He winces as the box begins to crack and tries yanking harder but-- his attention is split]

If you want to eat that ring you're going to have to take my finger, too.