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thirty-third twist of the coil

This is positively the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard of. Painting roses? Using flamingos as croquet bats? Talking flowers? Was the castle on drugs when it created this all, or what?

Can castles even take drugs...? Oh, god, whatever, I don't need to think about stupid stuff like that. This is silly, and moronic, and I really don't need to be here, going to all those tea parties the creatures here keep rambling about.

[A pause as he grumbles to himself, before:]

They better have wine at that tea party, or I swear, I'm going to punch the Red Queen in the face, beheading or not.

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Oh, just be quiet, alright? I don't need this griping...

And yet I'm giving it anyway.

Because I feel you actually do need it.

When did you suddenly turn into the voice of reason?

One of us has to be.

Tch. Being reasonable has never led to anything exciting, though.

If by exciting you mean 'still alive' then sure.

[A scoff.]

Being immortal allows you to do whatever you want, you know.

There are always exceptions to things like that. [Well, except for her, but whatever]

I know, but they're far and few. I don't have much to worry about.

It never hurts to be cautious. [Don't die or she'll kick your ass]

No, it doesn't.

[A pause.]

Don't worry, I'll try to stay out of trouble as best as I can.

I don't really believe you're actually able to do that, but it's nice to know you'll at least try.

I'm really glad you have so much faith in me, thanks, Mal.

I'm happy that's getting through loud and clear.

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