To say that the Queen of Hearts was lost in her thoughts—it was an understatement. A thousand thoughts spun in her head. She tried to connect all the pieces of memory she had with the man across from her.
She gazed at the Joker, the man was lounging on the chair, he was completely at ease within his surroundings. And he knew the Time Man. Knew him personally? Knew him more than she could ever know? He had already mentioned before that it was all because of the Time Man that he was able to look young.
And thus time perhaps functioned differently for Mister Rosswall?
It was indeed a different undertaking. But though she perhaps was interested in eternal youth often whispered in books about neverland... the Queen of Hearts had more concern with how they managed to talk with Time Man.
"Are you alright, Your Majesty?"
