[ A mirror with an attitude. He lets out a bit of a smirk. At this point, he's not sure what to think. Or feel. The fact he'd just been resurrected in Wonderland is enough of a mind fuck. Of course, he's creeped out a little. Who wouldn't be? These words that are being scribbled on the surface of the mirror? It's making the hair at the back of his neck stand up, but he's managing to remain composed; refusing to show any signs of fear. ]
So, naughty then. Well, that's fine. What do you want? [ It's a fair question. They all want something. He wanted a lot in his short life. Of course, he didn't know he could want until it was too late. ]
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So, naughty then. Well, that's fine. What do you want? [ It's a fair question. They all want something. He wanted a lot in his short life. Of course, he didn't know he could want until it was too late. ]