Stardust Cookie. The one you have spent... SO long chasing down... And now, you finally have him in your palm. Chained up. Tied down. Barely holding onto his bird form- Nope, he is back to a Cookie now.

"Ugh... What... do you want with me...?"

Is that anger? Hatred? Fear? Any which way, it is hard not to admire his lack of a shirt, even if there are a few scratches here and there. But you have finally caught him, after all this time...

... And there is nothing he can do about it.