"Where, where in the wide world you have fallen into, o Alice?" Mad Hatter tapped hir chin slowly, considering with a comical expression crossing hir painted features. "One would say this is the broken wonderland with not enough demands for mad tea parties! But others say--" Sie cleared his voice, spreading hir arms wide and starting to casually sing those mortal songs that are popular about the city in question.
"They say this is the city~ The city of angels~ All I see is dead wings~♪" dropping hir tone into another tune, expression serious, Mad Hatter looked around and in secrecy, sie sang again. Hir voice was sweet and as soft as velvet, just like a skilled tenor or, perhaps, of a mezzosoprano. "In a city of devils we live~ A city of devils we live~♪"