The Mad Hatter, still using his hand as if it was hook, tapped his chin in thought as they walked together through Paixao towards New Hope’s direction. “Hm, but isn’t balloons a type of treasure if you find them? They could be fun things you know~. Why I know just the other day Genie and I were discussing about Balloon Animals and how they make such amusing tea party guests. I never had them as guests before, but I’m sure they would be such a delight. I wouldn’t think any of them to be full of hot air, only the cool kind. If they were full of hot air they’d be the worse kind of balloon. The poppy kind,” the Hatter said with a nod confirming his own belief.