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Those ears were so cute. They made her smile.

"If...If you are a dreamer, who are in the real world?"

She just...needed to know. Was this like the tear, when everyone was fear touched? Or were normal people here too?

She continued staring at him. It was only fair, she reasoned, that he know who she was, too. But... how much information was too much? What if he WERE a Halloween creature? What if he were a normal human? Hrm.

"Well, my real name is Sherry," that information couldn't actually get him very far when it came to finding her, "and I'm human." The words left her mouth before she could stop them. "Er. American." That made more sense, right?

She froze. Mostly out of surprise, though Armagnac was now rumbling warning. She didn't like the idea of strangers knowing who her hunter was. But really, not many people knew that name....outside of the island, anyway. Anyone off island...well. She was dead to them.

Sevs didn't even notice the tone of anything had changed.

"Yes." A pause. "Who are you?" She was totally ready to hit them with her giant pointy watch if she had to.

She was eying that smirk. She knew who she wanted him to be, but so much of that was his hair color, and she knew Cheshires were blue. He looked a lot like him otherwise, but.... this WAS a fantasy world.

"I don't know." She knew her emotions were influencing her suspicions. She knew it. "But if you know my last name, then I'm guessing you're from Deus." Another pause. A very long one. Surely Jake would have just told her who he was. Right? Of course he would have. "Am I right?"

Her expression went to something that spoke of annoyed. She'd already had a whole lot of riddles to deal with that day.

Armagnac was still grumbling.

"Perhaps?" She didn't like this game. He was probably having too much fun watching her think about it. "Fine, you don't have to tell me. I'll assume that you are since you know who I am." The memory the macaron had stirred up ran through her mind, bringing with it a ton of emotion. Which only made this Cheshire look more like him. Ugh.

"You're not Jake Cross, are you?" So help him if he was she was going to hit him. "Because you are being extremely rude." Even if she had just said it didn't matter if she knew who he was.

She blinked, and in all honesty waited for him to return. First a few seconds...then a minute. "Hey." She was still scowling.

It wasn't like she'd tried to come of as angry, she was just... annoyed by him having an advantage over her, and not equaling things. She had been hoping he would give her something other clue about who he was. Instead he'd just looked sad before apologizing.

And leaving. "Hey, come back."

A glance around the table turned up nothing, certainly not a sulking Cheshire.

"Fine. Thanks for your help!" She made sure to yell it.

"Come on, Sevs." The hare was scooped up and cuddled. "He must not have been a friend. Not an enemy, but not a friend." Surely not. A friend would have shared their name and hung around. "But I'm certain Jake is around here somewhere, if other people from the Island are." The macaron memory was still weighing heavily in her mind; she hoped she'd find him soon. A hug would be nice.