"Your toys...you..keep." she said and handed them back to him. "Special...to you." she started and shook her head. "I can't...take away." she explained. If they were his toys, she didn't want to take them away from him, especially if they were special to him. Maybe one day she'd have some toys of her own that were special to her. She was very glad to know his arm wasn't going to fall off though and nodded slowly.