Ah he sees now. Four tilted his head indecisively as he tried to decide what his next course of action should be. Being only seven inches tall severely limited the amount of comfort he could give a being Rung's size, but stitchpunks were nothing if not creative. Maybe he could get Rung to smile, a real smile, for just a little bit.

So he started spinning wildly on Rung's palm, his little arms held out as he pretended he was a helicopter. It turned out that little doll people could get dizzy too, as he tripped over his own feet and fell comically over. He popped back up and started playing a pretend game of pirates. Watch, Rung, as he bravely fended off his invisible enemies with his invisible sword (because what else can defeat an invisible person?). He was victorious! Many songs would be sung about his feats of strength and chivalry!

Four was having fun; he realized that he really should play more often. He hadn't done too much playing since leaving home, which was too bad.