[ The White Rabbit takes a moment to move to her body. He'll have to get rid of it. Only felt proper. He lifts it up into his hands, surprisingly delicate with his touch. He'll carry it out of this place, all the way out the doors, and continue walking. She looked to be merely asleep.
She wasn't.
He carried her all the way to the marsh... until he found a spot he knew would be found by something (or several of them) that were hungry, that wouldn't let her go to waste. He paused, considering. ... He took the ribbons out of her hair, and pocketed them.
If what he suspects is correct... she will return. So, he stuffs them into his pocket. She will be wanting these back, probably. And then, he leaves her body there, and goes to clean up before returning to the boarding house. She would remain there, unaware, incapable of most things. At least her hope would be rewarded.
... He'll just return these to her. ... Won't he? A thank you, to an Alice that was very, VERY helpful. And perhaps a little too gullible. In the meantime, they'll be his evidence--something to rub in Cheshire's face. ]
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She wasn't.
He carried her all the way to the marsh... until he found a spot he knew would be found by something (or several of them) that were hungry, that wouldn't let her go to waste. He paused, considering. ... He took the ribbons out of her hair, and pocketed them.
If what he suspects is correct... she will return. So, he stuffs them into his pocket. She will be wanting these back, probably. And then, he leaves her body there, and goes to clean up before returning to the boarding house. She would remain there, unaware, incapable of most things. At least her hope would be rewarded.
... He'll just return these to her. ... Won't he? A thank you, to an Alice that was very, VERY helpful. And perhaps a little too gullible. In the meantime, they'll be his evidence--something to rub in Cheshire's face. ]