This is so much like a conversation with a child. There is the imaginative element – the (possibly) fictitious cloud in its (possibly) fictitious shape. There is the yes, and-ing, the acceptance of the fanciful proposition. “By the mass!” “Wow, you’re right! My goodness!”
If the conversation were with a child, it might be sweet.
Instead, there’s a level of menace to the playing. A demonstration of manipulative skills. It always feels to me like a little bit of a show for Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Like – “You think you can manipulate me? Watch me work.”