āĀ almostĀ deadĀ yesterday ,Ā maybeĀ deadĀ tomorrow ,Ā butĀ alive ,Ā gloriouslyĀ alive ,Ā today .Ā ā - perhaps sonia for asher?
āOH, HOW VERY POETIC!āĀ His cheshire grin is replaced by a smirk laced with mockery, his tail flicking behind him as he regards her through narrowed eyes. How nice it must be to weave poetics and look fondly on oneās battle with death. Not that he actually believed thatās what sheās doingĀ --Ā his own agitation isnāt a sign of disapproval from assumptions of her having some form of privilege above him, but rather disappointment that one could romanticize their struggle to begin with. One would think looking to the bright side of still being aliveĀ wouldnāt be so upsetting, but when their entire realm rested on the shoulders of a girl and whether or not she could remain ALIVE long enough to escape this placeĀ ...Ā oh, he wishes she would have been far more humble far before now.Ā Ā āGloriously alive, perhaps. But you certainly get into every bit of trouble along the way, donācha? Not very becoming of a heroine!ā
Thatās not an understatement. Though it canāt be the fault of any ALICE here that theyāre in such danger, it does require a touch more sanity than madness to survive this place. A good headĀ on oneās shoulders.Ā Ā āYouād be far less maybe-perhaps-sorta-almost-perchance-whoknows-questionablyĀ DEADĀ āTOMORROWā if you took more care for your life! Running off in the direction of confusing signs and taking a strange catās words for directions... Now that is mad, innit?ā
Whatever stern composure heād had a moment before slips. The grin returns and he lazes over onto his sider, hanging his upper body off of his tree branch turned perch so that he can meet her face to faceĀ ...Ā albeit upside-down. His arms hang down with him, but they soon disappear into thin air.Ā Ā āYour life is precious, not poetic. Do take more care of it. Plan to win battles in theĀ āmorrow, never lose them, princess. Although thatās not a very fun perspective is it?ā