"[i]Featherless dodo?[/i]" Ghent snorted a laugh, amused by her choice of words. He'd been insulted many times throughout his life, but [i]that [/i]was a first. "You're something else, you know that? Most girls would accept an offer for coffee in a heartbeat." 
	Ghent slowed when the shield did, and he took notice when Elayra visibly tensed. Privately, Ghent decided that it may have been for the best that she rejected the notion. A boost of caffeine would have done more harm than good. 
	"From here, we'll take a left. It's faster, and we can't keep our dear uncle waiting, now can we?" Hands shoved into the front pocket of his hoodie, Ghent barely paid any attention to the car. The vehicle was not recognizable to him, therefore he wasn't worried about knowing the owner.
	"So...coffee's hard to come by, huh?" While Elayra's focus was on Wonderland, Ghent's mind was on coffee. The drink wasn't always favored by him, but it sounded appealing on such a cold, damp morning. 
	"What about tea? My old man's obsessed with it, isn't he?" As ridiculous as it was, Ghent was basing his knowledge off of Hatter by what he'd seen in Disney's adaption of the novel. His memories of Wonderland were vague, and they'd  only consisted of Drust and Elayra. For all Ghent knew, Hatter really did throw bizarre tea parties. "I hope he's right in the head. I've got enough crazies to deal with..."
	[i]Speak of the devil.[/i] 
	As the two rounded the curb near a small bakery, a middle aged man with amazingly poor posture shuffled down the sidewalk in their very direction.[i] Miles. [/i]Instinctively, Ghent faced Elayra in an attempt to hide his face in fear of being recognized. 
	"On second thought, lets take the scenic route." Ghent wasn't afraid of Miles, but he didn't trust him, either. The man prattled on about events that had never necessarily taken place and he was a master at inventing his own version of the truth. Needless to say, Ghent didn't want the town drunk to be the last one to have spotted him before his disappearance. 
	"Ey, Ghent!" 
	[i]Crap![/i] Miles was in his own world half the time, how'd he recognize him from four stores away? 
	"You just leave this one to me, your highness." Ghent knew the title would bug Elayra, which is precisely why he used it. "[i]I'll[/i] handle this."