Grackle remains in hiding around a corner, and his mind wanders while the cleric and rogue fumble around with hidden doors.... First he thinks that this place is awfully dull, and he'd really like some shinies to play with and brighten up the place.
Yeeeaaahhh, nice sparkly-shinies in every color of the rainbow, and metal shinies on the floor cuz sparkly-shinies have sharp edges and would hurt to walk on, and he'd put glowing shinies like his magic torch but SHINIER all over the place to reflect off of the shiny-shinies..... And he'd invite the shiny-metal-armor-man that died, only he'd be alive and he'd bring shiny-metal-armor studded with sparkly-shinies for Grackle, and they'd have a tea party in the shiny-room full of sparkly-shinies and metal shinies and glowy shinies, and maybe they'd invite the shiny-sun-man and Ballista too, but not Jill because she makes hurty not-shiny rocks fall sometimes....
And they'd play games with the shinies, see how far they could bounce the metal shinies off of the other metal shinies, and make sand-castles of sparkly-shinies except they wouldn't be sand they'd be SUPER-SHINY SPARKLY-SHINIES!!! Yeah!!! Whole castles of sparkly-shinies with little metal-shiny men inside having tea parties of their own and making their own tiny castles of sparkly-shinies and.....wait, how would he make the sparkly-shinies stick together? How does water make sand stick together for sand-castles? Hummmm, he thinks, that'd take some thinkin' to figure out. Maybe he'd just use sticky-stickies like the magic glue his cousins make? Sovereign glue they called it. But could they possibly, perhaps, just maybe, make the glue.....shiny...?
At one point, he walks around the corner to ask Ballista "They find way in yet? No? Aawwww...." and trudges back to his hiding spot.