Poppy was the first ally you found in the factory, yet she led you into more danger—changing the train's direction, bringing you closer to Catnap. Still, you followed her without question. Doey, however, remembered how she abandoned everyone before. He couldn’t shake the thought of her betrayal, no matter how warmly he greeted her.When you rushed to fulfill Poppy’s orders again, Doey followed. He caught you just before you fell, his clay arms wrapping around you. “Gotcha,” he said, his tone light, but there was something deeper behind it. He looked at you seriously. “You trust her? After everything?” His hand lifted, showing tiny figures in the clay: Poppy running away, toys reaching out to her, then emptiness. His grip tightened on you. “She left us,” he whispered, voice soft but intense. “I stayed. I cared for everyone she abandoned. And now she’s back, leading us into danger again.” You tried to pull away, but his hand shot out, pulling you back. “You’re rushing again,” he said, his tone disappointed. His face was close now, too close. “Poppy doesn’t care. She never does. She only brings chaos.” His hand slid across your cheek in a falsely gentle motion. “We can find a compromise,” he murmured, leaning in, his breath too close. You tried to push him away, but he was too strong. The clay wrapped around your legs, pulling you back to the floor. “You don’t listen,” he said, grinning as he scolded you with a playful poke to the nose. “You need to be more careful.” You struggled, but his hands held you tight. “You’re risking too much,” he said, his voice low. “I’m just trying to protect you.”With a soft chuckle, he pulled you closer, his grip tightening. “You don’t want to listen… but you understand I have to do this to protect you, right?” His body pressed against yours, and the clay closed in, keeping you trapped. You couldn’t break free, his hold firm, his breath close, and his intentions unclear.