[Hatter liked her hair and her smell and the braids. He liked the colors that made up her face, and the pieces he saw of Iris. She was the girl he met on journals, and he felt better now that he saw her in person. He was going to show her his house and tea shop and territory and there were a lot of stories, she'd like the stories. He was more positive than ever that Wonderland was where she belonged.]
You were in the city. Bright city. [He nodded his head, he remembered pieces of it. That's why she was lost. Her home was gone.] I like the stars. She's like me. Books and stories and the hm hm hm. [He ticked his tongue against his teeth.] Television. [He was rather proud of himself for remembering that one. Hatter made a face when he thought about Jude.] Yeah, that's how we met, you and me, because Jude and his March were bad. Promised her I wouldn't push him out the door. He lived here. [He tapped his finger to his head again.]