[lick bristles, stung.
lick: "hey--"]
[they look back ahead, startled, realizing they're running out of time.]
[the whale is much closer now, facing the train dead-on.
lick: "dusty, what else can we do? one smack from a fin and this cart pops open like a christmas cracker."]
[in the background, the whale opens its mouth, showing its bristly teeth.
dusty: "you don't even know what it's like inside those figures. what they're even made of."
lick: "no, i don't."]
[dusty's light illuminates more of the whale's mouth as they get closer and closer.
dusty: "...okay. fine. i trust you."]
[lick bristles, stung.
lick: "hey--"]
[they look back ahead, startled, realizing they're running out of time.]
[the whale is much closer now, facing the train dead-on.
lick: "dusty, what else can we do? one smack from a fin and this cart pops open like a christmas cracker."]
[in the background, the whale opens its mouth, showing its bristly teeth.
dusty: "you don't even know what it's like inside those figures. what they're even made of."
lick: "no, i don't."]
[dusty's light illuminates more of the whale's mouth as they get closer and closer.
dusty: "...okay. fine. i trust you."]