"Are you a dolly?" she asks you. Being this close to one of the giants, you're flabbergasted by her size and find yourself unable to speak. Her massive, smiling face bends down to get a closer look at you, and you let her fingers inspect you.
"You are, aren't you?" she concludes a few moments later. "Come on, dolly. Let's play." Wrapping her hand around your waist, she easily picks you up and carries you away, sitting by herself in the corner of the room. She inspects your tiny form further, moving your arms and legs around, turning you over, despite your struggles to escape.
She laughs. "You're such a cute little dolly," she says, admiring you. "I think I'm gonna keep you."
A wave of dread washes over you. "Keep me? You mean, like a toy or pet or something?"
"And you can talk!" she replies, amazed. "That's so cool! I'm definitely keeping you now."
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