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Ambrose leaned back, withdrawing his hand slowly and watching the distinctly diffrent mannerisms.

"I... see..." Ambrose commented quietly. "I... don't believe Julian.. mentioned you before today..." In fact Julian had seemed suprised by the presence of voices. This must be a new development - triggered from his change. This "voice" was right - and somehow expressing Julian's fears that he himself could not?

"Out of his mind might be rather appropriate" Ambrose said. "And who might be in his place...?"

He was almost afraid to ask. Why did HE have to have the psycho roommate?

Ambrose opened and closed his mouth, words seeming to be feeling from the "Cheshire cat" before him too quickly for him to catch them and form them to coherent sentances.

Finally, he articulated enough to sound not quite so stupid. "Cheshire cat...? And Carpenter..? Have... have you been speaking to Greer?" He asked, thoroughly befuddled and worried.

Julian had mentioned reading Alice in Wonderland many, many times... And Ambrose began to get a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach as he remembered, very clearly now, comparing life on the Island to Wonderland in an attempt to cheer Julian up. It has seemed to work. Now... he wasn't so sure.

"The others...?" He asked, wondering if that was such a good idea. So... if this Cheshire cat was amiable with him... that was good. But these 'others' worried him. He was concerned enough about Julian, and of his and the rest of the Islanders' wellbeing around a certifiable crazyperson (especially living downstairs from him. Maybe he SHOULD start locking that door of his...)

Ambrose, while still very much on edge, at least seemed to lower his guard as Julian, er... the Cheshire Cat didn't seem prone to leap at his face with claws extended or anything.... however, these 'others' still worried him. Did Julian have more personalities embedded in his psyche?

Ambrose still wasn't quite sure what he meant by being the Carpenter. (It had been quite some time since Ambrose had read or watched Alice himself). "Well... I am going to help Greer construct a butterfly house... so... although I'm not exactly that expierenced of a carpenter..."

"But... do you know who.. or what.. these 'others' might be? Are they a threat to Julian or others?" He spoke gently, carefully.

"Although, I think that, perhaps, Mr. er... Cat... that you and Julian might need some rest..." Might he be better afterwards? Not bloody likely. Not unless he gets more psychiatric help than I can offer.

Ambrose nodded slowly. "I see.... the carpenter..." Perhaps it would make sense in time.

"So, you're trying to help Julian?" Ambrose asked, not sure if having a second personality - even if it proclaimed being benefitial, was exactly good for ones mental health. But if Julian was hearing voices in addition to a second personality... hoo boy. "Well... perhaps you could help vanquish the other voices in that case?" Ambrose wasn't entirely sure if this was the best of ideas, but if leaning more into a second personality helped rid himself of an additional psychosis, then wasn't one psychosis better than two? "Where, ah, exactly did you come from?"

At least he said himself he couldn't 'stay' long... and Ambrose hoped that would remain the case - that Julian could regain his grasp on reality and not sink further into this repression. Hell, it wasn't all that surprisng that SOMEONE on the Island had snapped with the shock of the events... and of course, with Ambrose's luck, it had to be the person closest to his room. BUT, at least it hadn't been him.

"Well.... uhm.... why don't you take a rest then..." He said, hoping that Julian would be 'better' after this ... episode, but somehow doubted it.

"Well... that's good, at least." Ambrose replied, although that really wasn't what he was thinking.

"It was... a pleasure meeting you" And once again, formality got in the way of what he was truly thinking. He hoped that he wouldn't be seeing too much of him....

Ambrose remained, curiousity getting the better of him as to what would happen next.

Ambrose nodded, reaching out again to rest a hand on Julian's shoulder.

"...Julian?" he asked, hoping for an affirmative reply. Did he realize what had happened? The other personality knew of Julian and what he did....

Ambrose swallowed. "You mean you don't remember" Great. Just bloody great.

"You... ah... you were talking like you were the Cheshire cat...."

He scratched the back of his head, and phrased it slowly. "Have... er... you ever taken any psychology classes, Julian?"