Don't forget who to live for
With less than ten minutes left on the clock, I quickly realise that if I want to get out of this and avoid any number of suspicions, I am going to have to be quick. After all, it is as the soul of death professed: the palace has eyes, I am going to have to be careful.
Hopefully now that the soul has agreed to my terms, it is going to be mildly easier to get everything done and dusted. Panicking a little to spit out my words, I fumble there for a moment under the watchful gaze of the soul, tapping my fingers together as I strive to conjure my next point.
In all honesty, I didn't exactly have time to prepare some miraculous speech before I rocked up in this ominous forest, so the majority of what I want to say is entirely spontaneous. Luckily I have become quite adept to dealing with offhand situations such as these.