*some hope/frantic* "Wait, wait. Was that an exit door I saw out there? Is that a way to leave?"

*Hopeful/comforting.* "Well...you don't have to be. The- The Circus- th- the place I'm from? Well, I- I'm originally from somewhere else. But...if it has to be my home.....maybe it can be yours, too. The people there are...interesting...at the very least. Maybe you......could be somebody real there."

"WHAT THE F-Wacky Bleep IS GOING ON?!? Wha-?"