I believe Woody's reasoning was that the people here have enough on their plate. A lot of the humans here have... unique problems.

[that's the nicest way he can think to say "helltown", seeing as all the research and network spelunking buzz has done has not brought anything good back.

and-- if watching him mentally stall out is what she wanted (it is, it definitely is, it's always funny when buzz's brain stalls like an old lawnmower) then that's what she gets!]

Uh... I didn't-- [he blinks rapidly for a moment, midway through gesturing at... something.] --You're up to date! The most up to date!

[he may not be anywhere near as awkward around her as he once was, but some direct lines to his stuttering will remain forever. coincidentally, it's now when he's looking back over at her with a slightly gobsmacked expression that he realises... she has the badge, too. he looks away and rubs the side of his face with an awkward, slightly forced laugh.

that's




hm. hard pass on that for now. he'll focus on what's making her happy. even if his first thought would be riding bullseye through the house with no care for noise.]

You'll be hard-pressed to get a better opportunity to practice your lassoing. [on... what? on what, buzz?]