[There's no better way to absolutely break an imaginary friend's heart than to meet a child who has had a rough upbringing. The kid doesn't even have to say anything, it's just an imaginary's instinct.]
[Stormy's lethargic eyes squint and glance to the side as her heart sinks into her stomach. She's not Adriel's imaginary, but she isn't deprived of acts of kindness! So, the doll's hand fishes around in the back of her coil scarf and pulls out a semi-cool root beer in a glass bottle, capped with some branded smiley face from the world she's from. She gives the cap a good twist or two and pops it off, and hands Adriel the cool drink wordlessly.]
If you don't want it, you can just toss it. Getting stuff from strangers is weird, I know.. You just look like you could use it more than me, kiddo.
[After that short interaction, her eyes turn towards the knight in plushie armor held tight in Adriel's arms and she gives it a gentle pat on the head.]
Take care of him, sir knight.