Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In darkness, gaze upon a Fallen Star…
Ugh, are you sure we're making progress
It's not really my birthday anymore. It'll never be the same.
[Zym whining]
You can enjoy every day of your lives together, just as you would.
Maybe I should stop…
Humans cannot become a permanent--
-[growls] -[gasps]
You can have what you want, you know.
[grunts] Wha--
[grunts] No. We're too high.
Petrichor, Dad.
[sniffs, gags, whines]
Aaravos can do it. We need to free him.
Who likes breathing? This elf!
-[groans] For the sake of… -[rock crumbles]
[panting]
Dad, calm down, it's not crumbling.
[Zym whines, purrs]
do I really want to spend all those days chasing?
flying into your mouth!
Blankity, blankity, blank!
You just have to lean back and don't look down.
And we'll be right here, by your side.
Wait, what is this?