While the others crowded around Alice and the mermaid, Cheshire kept his distance. Sitting amongst his 'kin' and calmly sipping his tear, with the backdrop of the ocean floor behind him, he looked straight out some fantasy tale, an odd clashing of various themes. The 'lesser' representations of it's existence, the ones that manifested as actual cats weren't as calm and collected though, and more than a few growled in warning as the group flirted and groped Alice, clearly not too keen to see the gold-skinned nymph manhandled. Cheshire unspoken threats remained just that however, threats. No one found him or herself suddenly crushed in an invisible maw.<br/><br/><i>"Thinking of leaving?<br/>
You're all free to stay.<br/>
But no one intends to,<br/>
keep you here.<br/>
<br/>
Of course if water isn't,<br/>
amongst the things you<br/>
can breathe, well.<br/>
You might have a spot,<br/>
of trouble reaching air.<br/>
<br/>
Still, where Alice goes,<br/>
I will be there to take her.<br/>
And yes if you come along,<br/>
I can bring you along.<br/>
<br/>
But all that is, <br/>
I'm afraid,<br/>
All up to Alice."</i><br/><br/>Cheshire sipped his tea calmly, the other cats scattering around the room as the white knight sat down next to him.The well-dressed mancat didn't answer the knight's questions, though with a soft clink noise, the white knight found a filled teacup on his lap with a rather tasteless grinning cat motif. This of course, only raised questions about the tea and it actually being tea. Still, it tasted enough like tea, or enough like that the White Knight would figure it was tea. It was unlikely the man could remember drinking tea.<br/><br/>The more cat-like aspects of Cheshire spread throughout the room. Most just went to sleep on another bed, or stared out past the dome's glass walls. One however, turned it's attention to the little bee girl dragged behind the drider. Grinning at Izzy's, it's form changed rapidly, quickly becoming more feminine until a reflection of Izzy stood there. Well, insofar a reflection if you took away all the bee and put in cat instead. Pressing a finger against her lips, the Cheshire girl urged Izzy to stay silent. With one swift motion, she cut the silk cord that had served as a leash between Izzy and Elir. A giggle bubbling up her throat as she deftly caught the end that Elir had been holding before it loosened and alerted the drider.<br/><br/>Through Cheshire's own magic, the silk grew and formed the very same constraints around the Cheshire woman that Elir had applied to Izzy, the cat effectively taking Izzy place while another Cheshire girl, exactly the same as the first, stepped up behind Izzy and helped the bee out of her silk bindings while guiding her back to the bed. An insistent hand resting on Izzy's abdomen while she winked at the bee.<i>"Wanna have some fun? I'll let you stuff me."</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>