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[ Alice has been trying to draw in her sketchpad for a while now and it's clear from how wrinkled the piece of paper is, that she's tried to draw on it to no avail. It's been erased numerous times. Right beside her are her imp and her rabbit, as always. She's been quiet at the villa, she's locked herself up acting stranger than before. ]

How funny it is when the mind brings so many images and memories that it cannot even transfer onto a sheet of paper. I know what I see, but it cannot go through my fingertips and onto my paper, unlike so many times before.

[ By the tone of her voice, she means more than that. Guarded as ever, Alice will not say what it is, other than she reluctantly places her pencil down on the paper. Art blocks are terrible, and they're more terrible than before. ]

I am sorry... for my absence. Please don't think of me as silly, but I lost a good companion of my mine. My mare. My horse. I took her in after my first battle, when her owner had fallen. I loved her dearly, she was my friend, too, as much as anyone else I know here.

[ Alice says this while trying not to cry. ]

I loathe to think of another animal as a replacement, but seeing as it is a necessity, I have no other choice. She had fallen in battle when I separated from the others.

[ When she went on her rampage after the Jabberwock, though she's not going to say that. Alice just rubs her rabbit's ears instead while looking at her blank paper. ]

I can try and buy one, if needed, if anyone wants to humor me. I know this is a silly request after everything that has happened -- selfish, even. I think it might be best if I left, for a small while, so I can clear my head and be useful again. No good comes of being a shut-in.

[ After all, ever since she came back, she's been acting stranger and much more distant than before. There is more here that she wants to say; she struggles with saying it. ]

I, well- never mind that. Please be well, all of you.

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Me? Well, I haven't really done anything-- I could do more.

[ The typical mindset of Alice Liddell, always wanting to do more. ]

I mean, you're welcome, sir. I only feel a little guilty you were dragged into such a situation, especially now. It wasn't like this before, it was actually relatively peaceful.

[Wan felt self-conscious at her calling him sir, but this time he didn't comment on it. It was better than 'mister' and it wasn't really a title.]

You don't have to do a lot to be helpful. And you did it without me asking, so you've done more than expected. Please, don't think you aren't doing enough. You are and more, too. And please, don't feel guilty, either. You're not the one that dragged me here.

[He chose not to address the 'relatively peaceful' comment because a stalemate in a War wasn't the same as real peace to him. It was a step in the right direction, but without dedicated attempts to negotiate a peace, it didn't amount to much in the long run.]

[ She thinks to herself how silly she is that she finds herself so easily saddled with guilt. ]

No, I was not the one who brought you here.

[ For as much as she struggles with talking to others, her empathy will always draw her to them. ]

But that does not make me any less sincere in my words.

I wasn't trying to say you weren't sincere. Just that you don't have to feel guilty about it.

[He bobbed his head.]

Thank you. Again.

You're very kind, mi- Wan.

[ She knew that was going to be difficult. ]

You are, too.

[He lifted a hand and waved.]

I'll leave you to your friend.

He's not--

[ Alice stops herself short when she's about ready to correct him on her relationship with Lancelot. She's just too shy to say it. ]

Of course. Thank you.

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