Nothing gets between me and my toys

Today we had a joint yard-sale with 4 families; the Lynchs, the Pages, the Lavenders, and the Bringmans.  A little 6-year-old girl was looking through some of the toys we were selling.  She had a toy in her hands that used to belong to James.  When James saw her eyeing the toy he quickly and quietly walked towards her.  As he past her, without out looking her in the eyes, he gently took the toy from her.  She could hear him as he walked past her say, in a matter of fact tone, "Sorry that's mine".  Without looking back he walked into the house with the toy and shut the door.