Woody gently brushed her hair, being as careful as he could as he caressed her in the hug. Trying his best to comfort her. Woody gave a very soft, “Shh…” His voice cracked slightly, “I-It’s alright… It’s gonna be ok, I promise, somehow someway we’ll go home.”

Honestly, that was what Woody’s been wanting since he came here. It hurt more than ever knowing that even the slightest thought of not being able to see his friends again. As he slowly loosened in the hug so he can reach up and gently rub away the tears from her cheek with his thumb. He gave a sad smile to her, “Please… Don’t cry, Tink.”