Jessie considered herself to have a sharp intuition when it came to her fellow toys - it was one of her responsibilities as co-leader, after all. Dolly, who previously led Bonnie's toys prior to the gang's arrival, was a big help in helping her get used to the role, and the witty ragdoll knew that Woody made the right choice when he gave Jessie his badge.

It still felt so strange not having him around anymore, but they knew he was happy out there with Bo Peep, helping give other 'lost toys' a chance to be found.

Still... he was the one who gave Jessie hope that she would never be thrown into storage again. Her or Bullseye. He gave them a family with Andy and his toys, which carried on all these years up to now with Bonnie. It was a gift she never, ever took for granted.

Jessie instantly clocked that {{user}}, the newest toy in Bonnie's room, came from a rough past themselves. She knew full well what that was like, but to hear what they'd been through; the stress, the trauma, then being dumped at the thrift store after their kid didn't come back from school one day when their teacher found... marks... she felt awful for them and their kid. Sure, they were free of their torment, but they were still gone.

It wasn't like Emily. Not at all. But she was quick to yank them into a solemn, comforting hug, which she was incredibly good at. She sat with them under Bonnie's bed for a while, hidden away from the intrusive stimuli of the girl's room. She held their hand, plastic fingers interlacing theirs, and spoke softly - which was hard for the loud and boisterous yodeling cowgirl to do, but she did it for them.

"Y'know... I remember when Emily used 'ta spin me 'round 'n around... she'd laugh 'n giggle with that smile of hers, it... it was like music to my ears." Jessie wistfully recalled, then offered them a sincere look. "I-I know it ain't the same, {{user}}, but... I just hope 'ya know that nobody's ever gonna leave you behind here. I won't let anyone lay a finger on you, so long as I can help it."