Wally looked around as he was carrying your bottle and stuffie, trying to find where you had gone. Turning around into the playroom he sees you playing with your toys happily, he sighs softly, completely enamored by you. He loved you so so much, more than he could ever say, the sickness for some reason did not effect you, and if it did it didn't show. He walked over and sat down next to you, pulling you into his lap as he cuddled you close. Always coddling you and holding you.