"So you're saying that this hole, right here, is where you live." said Yoyo.
"Yes" said Harpie.
"And if this is your house, you can get me out of here" reasoned Yoyo.
"Yes, but I am too tired right now to get you out"
(This is as far as Im gonna go. Not making a clear plan for this story and just impulsively writing doesn't work, and now I know.)