Buzz thought over his options.
a) He could pretend he never had those memories, pretend Lotso was right, and keep the rest of the "toys" as prisoners.
No. The ones who already escaped would get me.
b) He could pretend he never had those memories; pretend Lotso was right, and leave these "toys" to escape without him.
No. They would take me anyway.
c) He could listen to those memories, knowing Jessie was right, and go with the toys.
Yes. It seemed like the only option. Oh, craters.
He realized he'd been standing, staring at Jessie like he was a statue. He shook his head, frowned, and said, "Alright. I'll come. But, here are my conditions. I'm not promising I'll stay with you after the escape. I'm also not promising to help you if Lotso catches us. And I am NOT a toy, no matter what Wo-the cowboy said."
Jessie silently gasped, then frowned, and then said, "Alright. Fair enough. Now, can we go?"
Buzz nodded.
Jessie then asked, "Alright, are you helping us get out of the cells, or are we doing it?"
Buzz started, and muttered, "Oh yes, I was about to do so." Jessie snorted.
"Right. Let's see some proof, then."
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