[he holds on way tighter and longer than he does usually. it's easy to feel completely ridiculous for not wanting to let go, but at the same time he can't bring himself to care. when he finally does, he takes a step back with his hands on her forearms.]
I know, I'm sorry. Believe me, I'm not in a rush to do something like that again. [...you know, unless fern or one of the other toys needs it. he is super tired of almost dying, though!] Are you doing okay?
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I know, I'm sorry. Believe me, I'm not in a rush to do something like that again. [...you know, unless fern or one of the other toys needs it. he is super tired of almost dying, though!] Are you doing okay?