Woody chuckled up at Nana, giving a shrug, “Comes with bein’ a toy, we come in all shapes and sizes, mostly small.” He came over to let Namine pick Bullseye and him up. He was used to this being a toy after all. Woody tipped his hat up at Namine, since it was their first time meeting.

“And you must be Namine, pleasure to make your acquaintance m’am,” Woody said with a friendly smile, he looked over to Bullseye and introduced his friend to the girls, “Bullseye, this is Nana and Namine. Nana, Namine, this is my good friend Bullseye!”