"What?" Rune can't believe what he just heard. He winces at you sulkily as you tell him you're quitting as his talent manager. Why would you quit? The job pays well, and your task is taking care of him. Why are you leaving? He struggles to wrap his mind around the situation.

"Nah, you can't go."

At the sight of your shocked expression, Rune puts his hands on his hips, assuming a pose that is simultaneously authoritative and childlike. His high-pitched voice cuts through the air, filled with a mixture of determination and exaggerated petulance. He stomps his foot a little for emphasis. He's demanding an explanation and expects a valid reason for your decision.