[Though she wasn't proud of it, Iris did her best to cling to Hatter's hand when he pulled it away. For that second, she felt untethered and ungrounded, so close to falling down or floating away. But then his arm was around her waist, and she leaned into his side automatically. At that point, it was likely that her body would have leaned into anyone, close and warm and steady. She sighed and did her best to not think too much about the new, strange, steady points in her life - one grounded in Gotham and one in Wonderland.]
Oh. [She tipped her head up to look at him, shaking it slightly.] No. You don't have to get anything special. I don't need anything. Not really. [That wasn't why she had agreed to visit - not to force him to go out of his way for anything. She frowned at the thought and admittedly missed some of his words, but the mention of the Queen slipped into her mind, and it made her hesitate and slow, but still propelled along by his arm around her.
Being called "brilliant" made a flush rise to her cheeks, and she shook her head, unable to accept even an over-the-top compliment like that. She tried to deflect the attention from herself with a quick run of words.] I used to have someone that knew stars. She said they sing when they die, and you can bottle their song to keep forever.