That's Bruno talking. You don't listen to Bruno. So when you hear that voice, you should just say, "Silenzio, Bruno~!" and shut 'im up!

[ He pinches his fingers together in both hands — Italian-style, naturally — gesticulating with much more passion and even more volume as he repeats this personal mantra, evidently: "Silenzio, Bruno...!" ]

Uuuusually that works. More or less. Anyway. [ gruihsjknfd "anyway," right, there's a story here ]

On Halloween, there was this magic paper, and basically the people at the place told you to write down all the things that your Bruno says... Or, y'know, whatever you call him. I thought it'd be, I dunno— freeing, or something...? But then it just turned into a weird little monster-thing on its own, and it came alive and grew giant and picked me up and carried me off!

[ Okay, so some slight panic enters his delivery there, waving his arms entirely, all for dramatics' sake. But again, sarcastically goes flat. ]

So. That [ another, gentler pinch of the fingers in emphasis, pointed at Bruno's face ] was not my favorite "spooky-magical moment" here.