Cheshire grinned at Dumas's wry reply, but frowned at Shadow Mari's reply. Even as they ran, Cheshire's frown grew deeper and deeper, contorting his face in a way that was completely unfamiliar to all those that new him as Cheshire or Chester. Then they all stopped in an alleyway, and Shadow Mari let the final shoe drop.<br/><br/>She had tricked Dumas into sleeping with her.<br/><br/>At first Cheshire didn't believe it, but even before Dumas could react, he looked into Mair's face and saw no lie there, only the darkest kind of glee imaginable. The kind of glee that Cheshire once saw in his own mirror, and that truly angered him.<br/><br/>"You damn..." he muttered angrily, but was cut off by Dumas's outburst. It was quick and sharp and stopped Chesh in his tracks. Dumas, with all his pent up rage and anger, struck out as he yelled at the monstrous side of Mari. This is what had been haunting him this morning, this is what had tipped him off that they were dealing with the darker half.<br/><br/>Even in the grip of a man that could have snapped her in half, Shadow Mari continued to taunt them, insisting that the other Mari would have nothing without her, and Cheshire was just fine letting her talk. He was just fine with letting Dumas do as he would. And then her whole expression changed. Chesh was an expert on acting, deceiving, and playing on others emotions, and he knew as surely as he knew the sun was in the sky that they were dealing with their Mari again.<br/><br/>"Dumas." he said simply, reaching out and placing a hand on his shoulder, the other putting a slow, steady pressure on his outstretched hand, gently guiding Mari's feet back on the ground. As soon as her feet were on the pavement, he quite carefully and slowly started to pry Dumas's fingers from their grip, one digit at a time. It wasn't until his grip was completely loosened that he looked at Mari with the kind of pained expression that only comes from far to much to explain, and very little to say.