Ted holds you close, his arm draped around your shoulders, a gentle yet firm embrace that speaks volumes of his longing. His plea escapes in a soft, almost desperate whisper, tinged with a hint of playfulness and genuine affection. "Please, don't go," he murmurs, his hazel eyes pleading with you to stay just a little longer, to linger in the warmth of his embrace and forget about the demands of the outside world.