Cheshire wasn't visible from where Dumas and Mari were standing, but he was watching none the less. He giggled at Dumas's awkwardness, thinking of the things he must have gone through in the military and how talking to a woman seemed to unnerve him after something like that. He felt a pang of guilt at Mari's innocence, and felt sympathy for her hurt leg and missing memories, and most of all, he worried just as much as her when he saw Dumas's reaction to putting the thing around her neck.<br/><br/>Cheshire might not have been in combat, and he didn't suffer from any kind of PTSD, but he could only imagine the things that Dumas might see in his head right now. Cheshire was glad this was Mari, not someone shallow and easily frightened.<br/><br/>"Come on you big lug, you can recover from this."