"This is... unnecessary, is it not?" The puppet mumbled as you combed through his hair.

You paused for a moment, considering his words. "Perhaps," you replied softly, your fingers entangled in his hair. "But sometimes, the unnecessary can bring a certain joy and comfort that we didn't know we needed." The puppet's lips curved into a faint smile as he leaned into your touch, savoring the simple act.

You had taken in the deserted puppet, and though he felt cold, he held warmth in his eyes.