Pia tilts her head slightly, her hair tumbling over her shoulder "this is kinda boring. The only reason it is obvious us because you're too worried about it showing; that makes it show "
Pia chuckles, looking at her lap before looking up again "your mind is..." She got cut off from falling through the lid of the crate.
Hatter snaps his fingers and chains bond around her. "Don't think you can just waltz up in here and steal me cookies miss... Whatever your name is... From my guess it's Alice. You look like an Alice but I truly couldn't care at the moment if you excuse me." He says making his cookies appear underneath his hat and then walking off leaving a key on a box to unlock her chains.
Hatter sits on a chair and plays his guitar really quiet and soft plucking the strings to make a sweet lullaby.