A wavy cardboard box closes into you two. You stare at the angel in front of you. He looks quite uncomfortable, since it seems that those prominent white wings are confined and unable to move as they should. Pit winces, but looks up at you with that dorky look that always seemed to be on his face.

He attempts to shift his head, and pull himself towards you. It frees up space, but only a little.

I mean… we need the wiggle room to get out of here!