Iris couldn't really follow Alice's words, because why would she not like someone that didn't have a heart, she really wasn't much better was she? "You think I have heart? I have eat people, eaten people" she corrected. Every time she talked to someone her language slowly improved, getting better and better, at least she was understandable and could hold a conversation now. "You try to be strong, you get strong, is fact." Surprisingly, Iris pushed the bottle of alcohol over to Alice, offering her any if she wished. "Why you draw such horrible woman?"