[Oh, if Jessie knew it would fill her little cloth heart with joy. She's got to grips with being a much-beloved toy again, but those dark days of decidedly not being that will always stick with her.]

It's more a natural thing for us. We're for kids to play with, you know? We're happy talkin' to each other, but this is a whole new thing.

[Though, if she were honest, there is still a mistrust of humans for her. She's met exactly two humans who haven't made her life more miserable in all her years and thems not good odds.

Never has Jessie been so glad she's not made of flesh and gets tired. She's so gosh darn glad. She keeps the pace up, still effortless.]

Ain't seen nothing like this before. So this ain't a regular thing here? The dancing and the spikes and all?