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“You know, you should feel honored,” Cheshire said. A trademark grin crossed his features as he leaned towards the heir. “I don’t just do that to anyone. But ehhhh. I felt left out. Seeing you flustered seemed like fun.” He glanced at Rory and then turned away. “It was amusing for a good minute.”
A giant yawn covered Cheshire’s face as he leaned against a chair. Tears pricked the corner of his eyes as his catlike features attempted to blink away the sleepiness that begged the man to take a nap.
“What? Me? Teleport away?” Cheshire feigned a gasp, shocked that Rory would accuse him of such matters. He shrugged before glancing at his finger nails. “Yeah, you know me too well. I don’t do well with cages and stuffy guards. They’re already making my escapes not fun. Do they even care?”