Hatred.
That's all Gil could feel whenever the face of that man came to mind. All that his master had done to Oz, there was only one thing he wanted to do, kill him. Yet Gil knew what would happen. Once Oz returned, his master would fall apart. Sighing, the black-haired boy sat there allowing his hatred to brew.
Boredom
Alice sat slumped in the air chair. Her patience was wearing quite thin. Within that moment Alice would've given anything to have someone pay attention to her. Even the stupid clown. "Hm, maybe I can get Oz to buy me meat." Alice sauntered down the hallway, seeking out her manservant.
Loneliness
That is all Alyss could feel. Oh she had her friends. Her precious, precious dolly friends. In fact, she even had Chesire. But it wasn't enough. Jack. That name that wanted to slip off her tongue. The one who could rescue Alyss from her loneliness.
Grief
Ada couldn't believe it, her brother was truly gone. Small tears formed into her eyes as she began to wail. No more hiding from the servants. No more teasing Gil. He was truly gone.
Love
Why did Oz feel that way? The shots of butterflies that struck his stomach whenever he looked at her. Alice. Alice. Alice.
That was all that would go through his mind at night. Being with her made him feel like he was flying. Many times, Oz tried to place the feelings he had. One word kept on returning but he denied it each time.