[ At the time when they made their cute little companions, he couldn't have fully understood just what significance her being able to take Peachy with her would hold. Even if Yingying hadn't been able to keep the stuffed animal, he would have, on her behalf. Maybe that's a tad too sentimental of him, but —

Actually, no, he'll accept that overly-sentimental part of himself without critique this time. ]

Not at all. He's safely packed away in my luggage, ready to see the world. And what about you, Miss Yingying? Where will you and Miss Peachy go next, corporeal as you are now?

[ There must be so much that she wants to do and see, denied for so long, but freed at last. That...makes two of them, really. ]