We escape before the garbage truck comes. If we can.

[He shares another look with Buzz, looks deeply uncomfortable about someone digging this deep into things they try not to think about. He almost considers hedging around it or telling him to stop prying but it is the Easter Bunny. The respect for what he is means Woody tries his best to answer him where he might not answer someone else.]

[His voice is taut.]

But if you wind up at the dump there's a point where...where most toys don't come back from. Unless you're very, very lucky.

[There's something in the set of his jaw, trembling just slightly, and a way his gaze gets a little glassy and distant, and how his breath catches just slightly that speaks of a scare he's managed to move on from.]

[He tries to keep his voice steady.]

Even if you get past the shredder, there's a fire.