I love how she almost drops it until she smells it and that flashbulb memory hits.
“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real … Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
Notice she says “who” it was and not “what” it was.
Oh I just gotta snuggle my baby bear!
I have the biggest smile on my face right now
This is perhaps one of the few things that chokes me up every time I see it… I too had a childhood toy that was more than just a toy to me, a rabbit I called Hunny Bunny. Seeing this reminds me every time of his smell, it was comforting, no replacement for him could come close and could relate to how she wouldn’t have looked twice about the bear if it hadn’t the familiar smell to catch her off guard (and it is not unusual that the first thing she did was smell it too, she subconsciously knew it was her bear before she realized it was, because she had it for so long it as just natural for her to do it).