Helper

[The tiny recon bird trots away. All the chains but the one that connected to the ground had been broken. All the Limbo gods were freed from the Helper.]
Am I not helpful to you?
[The recon bird speeds up feeling the awkwardness of the god rub all over them.]
You can tell me, I won’t be mad. Am I not doing everything right? Is this all about you? I knew you would make this about you. I knew it!