The man snorted, almost laughing at her as he closed the small window opening the door for her, "Hatter you say? You caused him to use magic? Really?" Before her Cecilia saw tall, muscular to what she assumed was a wolf beastkin. Normally she would have answered with, ‘Ah, yeah. I’m pretty awesome,’ type of response, but she kinda chuckled along hoping that he wouldn’t suddenly think that she’d make a tasty little snack. Glancing around the room Cecilia took notice of of an almost tavern like atmosphere with a fairly large variety of people occupying it. She knew she’d be lying to herself to say she wasn’t a bit nervous, so she started playing scenarios in her head to come up with a hopefully unnecessary escape plan. Cecilia didn’t even notice the beastkin’s sentence going around him she was so deep into thought. “Hey! I said I need your hand!” The sudden shout from him made the rabbit jump and quickly turn around.<br/><br/>“Y-yes! S-sorry!” she her hand to the slightly annoyed wolf beatkin. His hand was tan, calloused, and rough. She could tell that he had to have had some kind of training with some kind of melee weapon, she assumed a heavy blade or perhaps an axe. She didn’t take notice of what the man was doing to her hand as she continued to look around. The place seemed pretty laxed and not really all that ba-....AH! There he was! The Hatter! Cecilia instinctively stomped her way over towards him, by the second or third step she had a realization that this might have seemed rude to the poor wolf, but it was too late to stop now! She walked right passed a girl with purple...well everything who was playfully flicking her tail. Cecilia grabbed the Hatter’s shoulder forcing him to turn around and look at her, “ You! Do you know how much trouble and annoyance you’re being to me! Honestly do you have any manners!”