Mari's first answer to Cheshire's voice was a moan. The simple sound of anything louder than a whisper seemed very hard to bear at the moment. The girl took a deep breath and closed her eyes - it felt better with them closed.<br/><br/>The voice calling out for her, however, was pretty familiar, even though Cheshire's "non-stage" look wasn't. After a few seconds, Mari finally opened her eyes again and moved back  - or for the first time, from what she could remember - to the table.<br/><br/>"Chesh? Hey, Kitten". Mari forced a smile before laying a hand on the table. "Please don't ask me what I'm doing here". Her voice sounded on the verge of breaking. "Can you get me out of here? Please?"