<div style="text-align: justify;">Alice sighed softly whe the rabbit looked at her. She was more disturbed by being woken from the dream than by the dream itself. But at least it had given her some clues. And that rabbit standing there was somehow related to her. Running her fingers through her hair, Alice forced herself to smile when he said he wanted to be her funny bunny.<br/><br/>She blinked a few times when the rabbit said his mother was the Queen. She sighed softly and shook her head. "Not her. The mother you had here. This is important."<br/><br/>Alice didn't know how to convince him, but she decided to give it a shot. "You want to make me happy, don't you? I would be really happy if you told me about her."<br/><br/>She had noticed he loved and craved attention, and she was willing to give it to him. "And I will make you a nice colorful drawing of yourself, too. Do you know that in my world, only really important people have their portraits made? I can make you one, and you can frame it and hang it on your wall. Would you like that?"<br/><br/>Alice knew it was possible he would see right through her, or be offended. But maybe - just maybe - he would like the idea of having something like that. Something only really important people had.</div>