"Why's it gotta be dolls," it was half growled and half exasperated, but it was some acknowledgement as the clinging doll was scooped up if furry clawed hands, his own tail keeping close against the back of his legs. All the better to just... let a smaller doll continue sleeping in the slight curl of it.

Even with only the lower part of his mask on, there was some mild annoyance visible on the upper part of 76's face.

"You check to see if they needed any mending yet?"

May as well ask as the one he scooped up had quieted, even if it had sounded surprised at being picked up by someone else. Not much phased by the appearance, scent was familiar enough.