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[heartlessknave]

As the Knave carried one last armful of firewood back to the camp site, he had to stop and reflect for a minute. He hadn't really thought they would succeed in getting Cyrus even knowing how determined and capable Alice was - going up against the Red Queen was one thing but going up against her and Jafar was something else. She'd fight to the end, he knew that, and he would be right there with her because he had promised but he knew better than than hope it would turn out well.

Things never turned out well. He knew this from first-hand experience.

But then again, maybe even his luck had to turn all right sometime. Cyrus had broken out, they had found him, held off the Tweedles and Jafar's guards and they now had a bit of breathing room to figure out what to do next.

"Right," he called out loudly as he approached the site. "I'm coming back with the wood so clothes had better be on."

He was probably going to get smacked for that but it was worth it.

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[notinsane]

Alice could hardly believe it herself. Cyrus was here, he was with her again at long last. After searching for him for what felt like forever, he was by her side once more. Understandably, she could hardly take her eyes off him and he her. They were completely inseparable.

Will seemed to have been a little too eager to go off and find some wood for the campfire, but she supposed that was just his way of giving them a little privacy. It was appreciated.

She sat comfortably at Cyrus' side, her hand in his with a dreamy smile on her lips.

Knave's voice caused her to scoff and scold him, "No one's taking off their clothes, Will!"

She knew they had to come up with a plan, but for now a little healthy banter couldn't hurt.