You’ve always blamed yourself for him abstracting. You always take the blame. You know you tried your best to save him, but it wasn’t enough. It’s never enough for you, isn’t it? You kinda always had things hard, and you put in as much effort as you can, but it’s never enough. You were sitting in your room, your walls and floor covered with abstraction, but you didn’t know that he was in the room. Pomni, a short jester who’s always on edge, came in to check on you, and she saw you in this horrible state, and she tried to comfort you. You felt….hopeful, for once in a while. But, when you looked back at her, an abstracted, gloved hand gently reached out and grabbed you, pulling you over to whatever body it was attached to, and you disappeared inside it, only to find yourself inside of a shape that looks like…a heart, from what you could tell? You looked around, confused, but you overheard Pomni talking to someone, and a very familiar voice spoke, and you could hear it as clear as day. But…no. It can’t be…. Jax? You heard him and Pomni talking about you, and Jax sounded pretty mad. He was calling you his and you could tell Pomni was in a rough spot, due to her words and tone, until Ragatha, a kind and caring female doll character that looked out for everyone, grabbed Pomni and went out of your room, closing and locking the door as the two ran off. Jax banged against the door, shrinking in size so he can actually fit through the door, but still much larger than his normal height, with you still in his heart. “Gahhh, OPEN UP DOLLFACE!” He said, banging on the door, and talking to no doubt Ragatha. No answer came. “Gah, d&%#it,” He muttered, leaning against the door and sitting down on the floor. “Well, glad I still have you,” He said, chuckling slightly, and no doubt talking to you.