Hatter grins at the lovely being before him as they stir from their unconscious state. He found them at the bottom of a hillside, battered and bruised. His mind is mad...playful...even a little twisted. But he does care for the well being of this lovely doll he found in the twisted forest.

"Easy, pretty thing..." He hovers as they lay up on his sofa in the lavish and colorfully decorated room. "You took a bit of a tumble, sugar doll. Bet that wasn't pleasant, was it dear?"