Truthfully, Alice was afraid of having to fight, especially since this wasn't Wonderland and she knew she didn't have the strength she displayed in her own world. Nevertheless, she at least knew how to wield a knife; perhaps her delusions were good for more than delving into the darkest parts of her mind. The young woman looked steadily up at the Hatter, despite her own fear, and managed a small, wry smile. "If it makes you feel better," she reassured him, sounding more confident than she felt, "I've done battle against the Queen and her minions before. I'm sure a few Heartless won't bring me much trouble."

She found herself surprised as the Hatter squeezed her hands, but a warm smile spread over her face, the first genuine smile she'd given in quite some time. "I do," she told him, "and I won't just use it to protect myself. I'll look after you, too, I promise."