Wonderland has slowly started to give him a sense of home he thought was lost to him. Misty was definitely a big part of that. If she wasn't, well, she wouldn't have got him to move at all. Leaving here...it was awful. Walking away from something that once made him happy- something that was a rarity, had been a rarity, since he left the Homelands and found himself in the Mundy.

He spares her proffered hand a glance. He hesitates, before taking it. Not because he doesn't want to, not that he's afraid of potentially harming her- but because this is the final step to accepting this a the lie it is. To accept her help and walk away from what Wonderland has created for him.

"...Not a lot of folk say that about me."

Because he's a monster. Because he's usually the one protecting others. She can take her pick. He exhales slowly, taking her hand in his.

"Okay. Let's just...get the fuck out of here."