The Luggage lifts its lid enough to free Yosuke's ankle. If it could smile, perhaps it would. Yosuke may note that the Luggage floats magnificently well, on account of it being a wooden box. Rincewind floats over to Yosuke's voice and bumps against a straight edge. He clings to the chest and begins a steady, grating whine.

"It wasn't trying to kill you, it was only holding on. I can see how you'd make that kind of mistake. You still dropped me though. I could've died, you know. It could've been awful."