"Look, Stuffie! It's so scared that it doesn't even think about turning its head. If it did, it could free itself."
"You might be right, Tessa!"
"You know what? I'll hold its muzzle and turn it myself."
"You're just kidding, right?"
"No, I'm not!"
With that, Tessa slowly approaches the lion roar and gently places her hand on its skull. Perhaps the poor sound creature senses her intention to help because it doesn't move. Tessa slowly turns the roar's head until it pulls itself out of the fence and retreats into its cage.