She listened and as she did, some of the fear that had been building in the back of her mind started to fall away.  Whether that was because of the way he spoke or the fact that the entire culture here was fascinating to her, Alice could not be totally sure.  He had a diplomacy about him.  Slavery was a bit further off in Alice's world, in the scheme of things it had only been truly gone for 150 years.  Only three or so generations before her.  She leaned in and listened more intently as he spoke of getting her back to her world.  It sounded like a nearly impossible task and her heart sank at the prospect of being here, having some power inside her, and perhaps being coveted for it.  He must have seen the sadness in her eyes when he moved across the small area to comfort her.<br/><br/>She breathed out a soft sigh and nodded as he attempted to comfort her.  At least she would not be sucked dry of her life force or something worse while she remained her.  "Thank you, you have no idea how much I appreci---" Before she could finish the sentence the carriage came to a sudden stop.  Alice looked around, at first she did not realize what had happened, but a moment passed and she realized it was simply that they had stopped moving.  She gripped the cloak a little bit tighter as she took his hand and pushed up to her feet.  Clothing felt almost like the least of her worries now, but she would be glad for it.  All in all, Alice felt incredibly vulnerable.  She could only imagine what the cultists would have done with her where she still with them.  The man who had given her the cloak had looked at her in a way that was both hungry and depraved, so she somehow knew she would not be treated quite so respectfully where she still with them.  She was still not sure if she could completely trust Emlyn's intentions, but at least he had been a gentleman up to this point.<br/><br/>She went to the door and was surprised as it opened.  The world around her felt so similar to the world she knew, but yet somehow completely different.  She had been in this area in London a day or two before.  It was filled with small boutique clothing shops, but somehow stepping out of the carriage she felt as if she had stepped back in time.<br/><br/>"Oh my goodness, my dear Mr. Cyncad, what a lovely creature you have brought me."  A woman's voice called out as she stepped through the doorway of the shop.  She was humanoid, for the most part, but her face contained features that were distinctly feline.  The woman clasped her hands together and jittered excitedly about.  "It's been too long since I designed a fine female outfit.  Tell me, what thoughts did you have for this being?"  She said, looking past Alice to Emlyn.  Alice found that odd, but she did not comment on it.  The sign above the shop read "Azure's Alluring Desgins" so Alice could only assume the feline-looking woman was Azure herself.<br/><br/>Azure reached out and took one of Alice's arms, lifting it, likely to get a better look at her shape.  Alice did not expect it and suddenly lost her balance and her grip, for a moment, but she quickly regained it.<br/><br/>"Where do you find such treasures?  You always have the most interesting things..."