[He's not sure what's more offensive to his eyes. The very orange and peach fish, or this sly, smug creature. He narrows his eyes at Chesire.]
Why do you call me Alice? [A change in topic, a diversion from the original question. But Chesire probably knows what the answer to his question would've been anyway, Zhang Liao's been pretty clear about his dislike of the cat, from the tension in his shoulders and the frosty look he's giving the cat.
There's nothing honourable about whisking people away with magic. The cat doesn't deserve any politeness.]
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Why do you call me Alice? [A change in topic, a diversion from the original question. But Chesire probably knows what the answer to his question would've been anyway, Zhang Liao's been pretty clear about his dislike of the cat, from the tension in his shoulders and the frosty look he's giving the cat.
There's nothing honourable about whisking people away with magic. The cat doesn't deserve any politeness.]