[Whoops indeed. Ales looks at the broken tin soldier, then up at Graham. If he were a better Teensie, he would sit beside him and ask about his feelings and work out his thoughts. But Ales did not get to where he was by being sensitive.]

Look, I can't force you to be happy, but now isn't the time to drag everyone down with your bad mood. We're at a party. This is a time for the community to have fun, not...[gestures at the toy] that. You might need those ghosts, but until then, you should take some time to be alone until you stop acting like a kid.

[And just in case Graham complains of being bored:] I got something new for you to take apart. It's outside.