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You were astonished to see him return not even five minutes later, just as pristine as he left. Going from taking note of the huge table and it's various delicacies, to the man walking out of the woods... Really hurt your neck.
The amusement in his face, though, was almost at hysterical proportions.
"My dear little Queen," he drawled, whipping his cane up with a 'whirr' in the air, pointing it at you, "How did such a small thing as you catch the eye of the frumious Bandersnatch?"
You blinked.
The wha-?
Your expression must have carried your reaction clearly enough, because he tutted, and deftly lowered his cane with a 'thwak!'
"Though the scrumptious-factor is high in someone so tiny, I'd bet my last mushroom that your innocence drew it like a bee to honey."
You resisted the urge to sob again. The mentioning of mushrooms must count for the trip he was obviously having. But why did he keep calling you small? You weren't that small!... Though, for how ridiculously tall he was, you had to admit that you did seem minuscule in comparison.
His happy look dropped when he noticed that you were still standing near the chair, and not sitting in it. From there, his eyes traveled up to the red that was blooming further onto your chest.
"Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. Is that why you were crying, little Queen? We'll have to fix it, then. It was poor behavior of me, as the host, to allow such a thing to be overlooked. My deepest apologies."
Though he did sound genuinely sorry, he certainly didn't look it...
Another broken weep wracked through you as he swept you away from the table, and towards the oddly-plain-looking log cabin.
Wait, where did that come from?