"The City does tend to spoil people sometimes," he consented. "Though I haven't heard many stories about dwellings changing quite so much. The City generally does have its reasons for such things, even if they're not readily apparent to us."
He did his best to give her a small smile. It was hard to talk about the ways in which the City had been generous when he was dealing with the ways in which the City had taken away.
All the same, he did nod and his smile grew a little easier at her question.
"I have an apartment that's very similar to my suite in the palace back in Wonderland. It's very nice, particularly since I don't have to worry about my mother's regime here."
Some people might have talked about a parent's regime figuratively. But in Jack's case, it was quite literal. Under his mother's rule, the people of Wonderland had been turned into emotion addicts. There was a tea for every emotion and yet all they did was lure people into a sort of altered existence where they didn't care enough to fight back against the ways in which she ruled her kingdom with an iron fist.