“And in this place, it’d probably move just to spite us.” It’s what makes her wonder just how sentient Wonderland is. There has to be some degree, she thinks, or else it’s connected to whoever or whatever that’s in control in a way that’s mind boggling.

She has to think for a moment. Do the math. “I’ve been in Wonderland... over a year, I think?” She’s lost track. “Feels like more, though. I ended up leaving for a little while. Got sent back, really, because it wasn’t anything like a choice. A week here, months or more back home.” Which makes figuring out her age a bit of a pain in the ass. She might not have physically aged, but the time has still passed. She’s still experienced time passing.

"What about you?"