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Dinosaurs, a lovely concept in all the previous mayhem, Jefferson considered staying inside to be the better choice for all of the hollering and whooping that seemed to be occuring over the network. Safety, hiding, and being quiet. He could do all of that by not going anywhere.
Hook, Emma, and Ruby were plenty capable of taking care of themselves...only, they were all martyrs and reckless and ugh. He'd better make sure they were alright. He'd never forgive himself otherwise.
Before he could grab his device to get a better status on his inner circle the Hatter noticed a particular ripple to the floor that carried out into the kitchen, shaking the china. He paused, hand hoovering over the device and he fell still. The shaking continued until it was more violently tossing things from here to there, ceiling crumbling, walls splitting apart.
Jefferson barely had time to scoot for the door and deliberate where the exit out of the apartment was as the giant long neck made it's own entrance via the complex.