The pillow began to warp and twist, and was soon transformed into a cat-like figure. He slowly walked towards the tray, sitting in front of it. He stared at Lenalee with menacing eyes, eyes that were curious.

After staring for a little while, he picked up the cinnamon bun and began to unwrap it. He moved his clawed digits with such precision; you could tell he had been doing it for a long time.

"Why did you bring me this?" he asked after a while.

His voice caught her off-guard and unprepared, and she didn't know what to say. He patiently waited for her to collect her thoughts as he flicked his ears.

"Uhm…Komui says it's your favorite snack…" she squeaked.

"That doesn't explain why you brought it in." he responded. He was taking bites out of the cinnamon bun, convinced it wasn't poisoned or something.

"Well…I just thought you'd like it…" she scrambled for the right words. One wrong word, and he would never trust her.

"You did? But you said Komui told you it was my favorite. You had no part in the choosing to give it to me." He said around the cinnamon bun.

Man, this guy was smart…Lenalee thought.

"Komui says we should be friends." She spouted, without knowing why. She instantly felt confused, and guessed it was Cheshire's emotions reflected onto her.

"I can't have friends who imprison me." He said, matter-of-fact. He had finished his bun and was sipping the straw on his juice box.

"Well, Komui says that you might go on a mission soon." She was pleased that after she said this, she was filled with a sense of joy.

But he still looked as if there was something wrong. "What's the catch?" he asked wearily.

"Nothing, just so long as you don't hurt anybody." She explained.

"Why would I hurt someone?" he said, suddenly serious.

"Well, you hurt Alice, so-" His eyes had gone wide and a sinister cloud of annoyance passed in front of his eyes. He had stood up, and looked as if he'd leave the room.

"No! I-I didn't mean that, it's just-!" she sputtered, but it had been too late.

"Don't come back again." Was all he said, as he drifted up to the ceiling and merged with it, as if he'd never been there.

The room was completely silent as she went up to the door feeling drained and upset. As Komui let her in, a look of disappointment was stuck on his face.

"Sigh…we'll just have to try again later." He said as the elevator took them up to the top level.