"Dolls are strange, don't you think?" Her head clicked to one side, "what do you mean?"

The girl picked up a ceramic lolita from her nightstand, "They look like people, but they're just toys."

Doll blinked, her ceramic eyelids clicking, "We may be toys, but you could just be a toy to some force higher than you, you know."

The girl looked at her, puzzled, "Maybe, so that force would be pulling my strings into playing and moving around?" she laughed, a sweet musical sound, "that's interesting, Doll, I'll have to think about it"