Letting Tinkerbell take her hand back Woody watched her as his eyes gazed for a moment. All of this was just reminding him of when poor Jessie was remembering Emily, but this was a bit different. Woody held his own hand as he looked at her, almost wanting to say ‘Don’t think like that’ or ‘Don’t walk away’, but neither of those would ever work, he knows that first hand. Woody looked down, as he bit his lip. No one wants to be alone.

“Tinkerbell…” Woody said softly, trying to find words of comfort himself, “You won’t be alone… Girl like you? Nah, ain’t gonna happen. Besides, i-it’s only a dream you know… Peter Pan isn’t ever gonna grow up right? He said so himself, you’ll always will be friends.” He said giving a weak smile. Woody looked down, “I know I wouldn’t know if something were to happen to my friends, like if… Lotso succeeded and… We would of all… At the fault of my own…” His words drifted, as he looked distant, remembering his own dark nightmare.

“N-Nevermind… Dreams are just dreams, it won’t happen alright?” Woody said as he continued to look to side and held himself, trying his best not to show that he himself was upset. What kind of guy is supposed to cheer someone up if they’re not feeling too good themselves after all?