At first glance, it looked simple.

A baby monkey.

A soft toy.

A gentle movement.

But if you watched closely… it was more.

Punch didn’t just hold the toy.

He used it.

Guiding it softly against his head, repeating the motion like a quiet ritual.

Not for attention.

Not for play.

But for peace.

In that silent moment, something deeper appeared.

Resilience.