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"Are you a pirate?" Alice asked as her eyes curiously fell to the hook on his hand. "I've seen pirates in books, and they always hooks for hands, but they also have eye patches."
"Aye, that I am, darling," Killian confirmed with a grin before it quickly fell away at the comment about hooks and eye patches. "You best believe I'm the only one with a hook, lass. And eye patches are just gaudy."
"Stay back! I don’t want to hurt you."
"Alice, Alice love you won’t hurt me." Hatter told her quietly. He wasn’t sure if it worked usually but sometimes it worked to keep a calm voice.
"I like your hat."
Hatter grinned, “Thank you.”
"Why are you here?" The odd little girl asked. She knew it wasn't polite to ask a person why they were waiting for a therapist, but they were the only two in the waiting area, and the silence was deafening. She did her best to hide the handcuff connecting her to her chair as she smiled up at him.
He looked down at the young girl sitting next to him on a chair and straightened up the glasses on his nose. “Because I have an appointment. Don’t you?” He didn’t even realised he was completely missing the point of the question.
There was a rustle in the bushes before Alice emerged, running full force. She stopped suddenly nearly knocking the hat off of the man's head. "Have you seen a white rabbit?" Her head tilted curiously as she panted out of breath (//hello!)
It was one of those days where Jefferson wanted nothing more than to relax and drift his worries away. He found himself lying behind a couple of isolated bushes, drifting off to a snooze until he felt a sudden breeze knock off his hat. Quickly reaching for it, he flashed eyes of death towards the girl. Striding his way towards her, he invaded her personal space.
"You have at least a few seconds, if not five, to tell me why I shouldn't sweep you off to another land. Do you know what you could have done?"
