Rosalina faced where the fourth wall repairer was looking at. “Ahh, this one.” Yes; he meant this giant mixture color of orange and yellow globe, located at its proper center position. “Do you remember these two green platforms you’ve asked me about? This giant star is where these two circled around it: the beacon.”
“Ah,” he nodded, being careful not to stare at those platforms again. His stomach was feeling better, yes, but why risk it?
He took another sip of tea and gazed at the beacon for a moment or two.
“Can see why you leave it in the open,” he remarked. “Looks really nice.”
He looked around.
“Um, is there a place I can set this? I probably should be getting back to work…”
Siblings-a-Fixin' 