oh, no no, alice is alice

“…If I said I returned the sentiment, I would be lying." Rick replied, not amused in the slightest by the demon’s whimsical gesture and tone. He was cautious, making sure not to be fooled by the other whenever they crossed paths. He wasn’t as naive as his sister, but they were crafty…

--Suffice to say this answer was as disappointing as Alice's lack of greeting. Rather than become discouraged, Cheshire continued to near the other (even as he walked away). Following. Eventually he would need to address them. 

{ grinning-nightmare }

--"A more enthused greeting, perhaps. Why, Alice, do you never seem pleased to see me? I eagerly await your visits, myself." Their hind paws made little sound over the debris of the forest floor, their tail just skirted leaves and kept them silent. The guide approached the other with their head bowed low. "We'll try again. Do as I do-- Hello, Alice. It's a pleasure, as always."

        ❝Ah, really…❞ The last time he checked, scorching hot weather with cotton-candy esque clouds were normal from where he was from, raising his suspicion even more. This cat demon guy was not from around here, that was one thing he knew for sure.

--They cocked their head to one side, raising both forelegs to gesture loosely in the direction of the inn Alice mentioned before. "That way, you said? Is that where Alice is from?" It was the only thing Alice had bothered mentioning, and while he could certainly have been minding his manners and nothing more the guide was quite interested in its significance. Anything specific. "Then I will look there."

     ❝…Uh.❞ He was not particularly troubled, now that he thought about it, albeit quite worried about not being able to control his powers well enough. Did that count?

--They turned their eyes from their subject again, glancing up over light walls and into the sky. Not clear, but clearly clear enough to be a bother. There were no clouds where Cheshire was from. There was no sun, either, and so it was never a problem. Cheshire's hind paws kneaded at the ground-- tiled, nothing to sink their claws into and ill-suited to the activity. 

--They snickered, offering a wave before beginning to walk. There must have been a new door around here somewhere, if a visitor arrived. Of course the rabbit had been of no help to their new friend, but they expected nothing more of him. "Now, I don't know you. Please, if anything looks familiar, let me know. This is where you'll be going." 

       ❝…Alright, then.❞ He was a little relieved that the circling had stopped. It was making him a little dizzy, although he hardly noticed him. Who, exactly was this cat-like demon, anyway? He was still a little awkward around him, seeing that he might not be a guest or someone who wants to reside there.

——-♜ The child tenses, cheeks puffing out in the smallest of pouts. Did the Cheshire simply believe they were just opening another door? He guesses if that’s what they’ve been doing their whole life, then perhaps it really was akin to opening a door. But still, they supposedly had dear people on the other side. Why wouldn’t they remember? It confused him.

--The guide nodded while Alice spoke, their tail slowly slowing to a halt and touching down on the ground. Was it really that strange? No, certainly not. Cheshire had had many friends, many more than Alice could acquire in his short lifetime, and so it only made sense they have fewer memories of such fleeting relationships. "I've been around for a long time, Alice. My friends have all gone, and I have forgotten them. That doesn't matter now." The most important person to me, now, is you. When you are gone, then I suppose it will be someone else. 

       ❝…Ah, okay then….❞ He was not sure if it was a mistake, but seeing the cat-like person come out of his hiding space, it was already well known that he was… Not normal, that was what he would describe him. This person seemed happy to know that someone took notice of him, he noted.

                            He was terribly confused was he suppose to dream, of something happy or sit down with a unknown cat man. His dreams he didn’t have many, all of them were memories, ones where his corpse was set a blaze. When silent was suppose to roll in, when he would be at rest, only to wake up to a very pleased man explaining his new job. 

--They had no way of knowing what the other was thinking, though they could guess by the look on his face. Some frustration or another-- nothing Alice would need to worry about in here. Unless, of course, it was everything he would need to worry about in here. No new doors had opened, that Cheshire knew of, and so they hadn't been expecting anyone new that night.

Pesky cat. He wasn’t in the mood to be interrupted from his train of thought for the sake of their infuriating antics. But it seemed that no matter what he would do to keep him in his line of vision, it was better to see what was coming to him after all, the demon would escape from his vision. 

--Their tail curled, happy they were acknowledged positively. It wasn't often such a thing occurred, and they were very grateful for that reason. Cheshire wrung their hands-- at least, as well as they could considering the cushioned outerwear --, grinned down over the drawing in Alice's hands. Though they'd been able to make out enough of the drawing to tell that it wasn't right-way-up, they hadn't any more useful information to share. They weren't entirely sure what the picture was, either. 

Eyes trailed over to that unfamiliar hooded figure over in the resort. A late night it was, and William still could not sleep. More like, the nightmares he ate were delicious. People had often told him that eating right before sleeping was bad, and it was unhealthy, so he stayed up.

--"Cat!" Cheshire corrected, content now-- despite the mistake --that they had been addressed. They stalked curiously across the floor towards the other and thin fingers flexed excitedly in their wrappings. It wasn't often somebody came along with visible horns. This was an oddity and they wanted to know more. "I'll forgive you, don't worry. We all make mistakes." 

My character vanishes one day. About a year later your character spots them out in public with a baby! How does your character react?