Alice had entered in the Institute rather timidly; she appeared shy to most, she shrunk away from conversations and others. She rarely lifted her eyes to meet the gaze of others. Others had commented how she appeared to be so frightened around others.

But that was hardly the case with Alice Liddell, who seemed to fit the part of the delicate, former mental patient from London. She nodded quietly and believed what he said. She was surprised that he had so little exposure to vampires and other races. Alice was swinging her feet in the chair and sipping the tea rather calmly, until she spoke up and her demeanor was starting to take a slight shift from the timid girl that she was.

"I don't need to see anyone," She would refuse, she wanted to handle it on her own terms, if at all possible, "Do they exist here or not?"