Showing you a solved Rubik's Cube while sitting in a jail cell

Castaway: I hate people who ask for help. Because why are you asking me for directions to the bathroom when all you need to do is take one second to look around and find it for yourself? Octopus: Because it’s faster? Castaway: Yeah, but do it yourself. It’s not that hard. Octopus: But it’s not bad to ask for help. Castaway: Well, I wouldn’t. Not unless I had absolutely no other options left. Octopus: I know. I think it’s because you care too much about being a burden. Castaway: Well, yeah. I don’t want to waste anyone’s time if I’m not actually in need of help. But then, when I do ask people for assistance, they say, “Of course,” and then just don’t do anything. So what is the fucking point? I would rather figure out my problems myself. Octopus: And when people don’t follow through, what does that feel like? Castaway: I feel like I’m in the middle of the ocean with no sail, no wind, and no paddle. The sun is ruthless, burning me alive, while all I can do is take it. Octopus: And when…