don't you want me baby, don't you want me oh-oh-oh.

[ cora looks at his hand for an incredibly brief moment, as if sizing it up for how well a big hand could bite her, before she places hers in his briefly. she doesn't necessarily smile, but she's stopped frowning in confusion. ] Cora. [ it's not nice to meet him, the pleasantly never quite hitting her lips. those sorts of things are sentiments that are hollow, and cora doesn't necessarily like giving people hollow notions anymore. ]

Is this some really soft event of Wonderland? [ usually they're so hard and altering. the mansion still looked like the mansion, even if she's wondering if its become the set of the bachelor for tonight. at least he lacks any roses to give her. ]