[there is a long pause. long enough it might seem like he just straight up didn't hear anything she just said, but-- eventually the sound of his footsteps slow from a sprint to a normal, hurried walking pace.]

No, [he says finally, tone quite uncharacteristically unreadable-- though of course, he's sad bo isn't here with them, even if they had to leave.] it didn't. She's not.

[he didn't want to push that hope down, but the alternative is either lying to her (bad) or intentionally keeping her in the dark (worse. worst.)]

I'm almost at the end of the street with the store. [okay. don't avoid the big thing. he's sure gone over it in his mind enough and jessie is probably the one toy he'd actually want to talk to about this.] The thing about the road trip...

[stop stalling, lightyear! she doesn't need more anxiety but she needs to know. say it. say it out loud.]

It-- Woody doesn't... remember it. Or Forky. Or... seeing Bo. [or saying goodbye.]