Alice looked nauseous at his bloody arm, her little scratch didn't compare, but Peter wasn't worried about himself in the least; he was concerned about her. She rubbed her cheek quietly, "I think it stopped bleeding at least..." Peter flew off again, and this time the Lost Boys followed him, leading Alice along.<br/><br/>They came across a hollowed out tree, Hangman's Tree, as Curly said it was called. "Go on." One of the Twins beckoned, pushing her lightly into the doorway-like entrance. She suddenly slid down a slide, landing softly on a pile of blankets, while the rest of the kids came in other various ways. She looked surprised at the sudden ride, blowing a strand of hair out of her face with a huff. Out of nowhere, what looked like a over-sized firefly flew at her, only to be caught inches from her face by Peter. "Tink, meet Not-Wendy. Not-Wendy, this is Tink." Alice blinked, cocking her head slightly. "A fairy?" she muttered confused, before smiling at Tinkerbell, "Hello Tink." Tinkerbell stuck her tongue out at her, much to her surprise. "Did I do something?" she asked, looking at the others.