"I can make you one." He continued to rub Ilya's back in small circles. "They are not too hard to make and I still have fabric left over from when I made Bobbi's penguin."

He then let off a small sigh, relaxing a bit more as they just laid on the picnic blanket. He had never been so close to someone, before. And it felt wonderful.

"You are never too old for a stuffed animal, Ilya. And if you want one, I will make it for you."