Surprise! A small doll jumps him from behind. Covering his eyes with their itty bitty hands (or as much as they can anyway).
🍖 - They are so, sooo lucky he heard the unmistakable patter of their footsteps just before they jumped him, lest they had been flung from his shoulder, or mistakenly torn asunder with his good knife.
❝ Mmmm... ❞ He hummed gruff, as though really taking the time to think about it, distracting though the worn cotton of the doll's hands were.
After a beat of pause that was still too long a wait for his response, he would finally give in with a ceremonious- ❝ Ahh... ❞
❝ ...Am I ri~ight? ❞ Like he has to ask. //-