”I’m just glad she won’t be my problem.” Martius added. He was under enough scrutiny as it was lately without having the added bonus of harboring a fugitive. ”Although I don’t much like the idea of you keeping her, Ethan but I suppose if we hand her over to Alexander we might as well have not gotten her out in the first place.” The March Hare looked at his companion wearily. ”I’ll come by later this afternoon but I can barely keep my eyes open now.” Conscience freed and guilt assuaged, Martius disappeared through the trees in the direction of his apartment.
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Alice hung back as the Hare disappeared into the woods. She had never felt more drained in her entire life. In the past twenty-four hours she had been kid-napped, abandoned, held on trial, imprisoned, and, the latest and perhaps cruelest, treated like an unwanted and unintelligent pest. The worst blow, however were the words spoken by Alexander. No matter what he said, she knew deep down it wasn’t her fault. Or so she had hoped. Alice had simply grown tired of the time, and the crazy people with their crazy ideas and customs. She just wanted to go home and she hadn’t had another option.
Out of sheer desperation Alice clicked her heals together. Nothing happened.
Feeling a bit dejected, she walked over next to Ethan. ”Thank you Mr. Hatter for taking me in. It’s very generous and…um... very brave of you.” She wanted to eye the Cheshire Cat with anger or even indifference but instead she just looked hurt and disappointed. ”But you really don’t have to sleep outside. I’ll sleep wherever. I don’t want to be a problem.” While she was glad Ethan at least appeared to want her, Alice couldn’t help but wish another member of the group would be picking out her clothing. The Hatter may not have any weird animal parts attached to his body, but he was by far the oddest of the three.