[ Mary, thankfully, has not found any small dolls with adorably uncanny likenesses to any of her friends or (deceased) family. So that's one less reason to be alarmed when she comes across a man systematically dissembling one of them.
But it's also a grown man destroying a doll and crushing it into the mud and while Mary's very much aware that a shocked squeak isn't going to help her blend in and avoid notice, she can't help it.
In fact, she can't even stop herself from staring in utter horror. ]
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But it's also a grown man destroying a doll and crushing it into the mud and while Mary's very much aware that a shocked squeak isn't going to help her blend in and avoid notice, she can't help it.
In fact, she can't even stop herself from staring in utter horror. ]