Not putting up a fight as she was scooped off of her feet, Alice was practically a rag-doll as her father carried her towards the stairs. Her eyes were trained on Sebastian's face as he stared down at her, concern written all over his features. Reaching a battered hand up to what she was staring at, she wiped at a splotch of blood off of his cheek. The second voice drew her attention and she looked over at this second person. Her brain picked up on the startled nature of Sebastian's stance and speech pattern as they began retreating back down the hall and reacted accordingly. All at once, it seemed as if someone had stuck her with a live wire. Shrieking, Alice tried to claw her way out of her father's arms and away from the man in the guard uniform. "Where...?!" She breathed, panicked, as she found herself trapped against Sebastian as he held her still. "No more..." She cried, looking for a way out of this situation, nothing making sense. She thought she could trust this man her brain was telling her was okay, but he was following a prison guard.
The flash of legitimate surprise and slight fear tore at Elijah's gut as he used his strength against Josephine. He was going to pay for this later. "Shut your mouth, wench!" With a single motion, he pushed off the prison guard and backhanded the woman he has loved since he first laid eyes on her. It wasn't hard, just enough to make the sickening crack of sound of flesh on flesh and force her head to one side. Yanking her from the wall, he pushed her towards the door, pointing one finger back at the men staring at him wide-mouthed. "You mind your own goddamn business." He snapped, still holding tightly to one of Josephine's wrists.