>"I swear absolutely that I have not knowingly informed anyone else of your involvement in this, and I swear equally that I will not try to run away just because your back is turned. But I simply don't feel comfortable to step inside your house right now, for more than one important reason. I apologize for how rude this must sound, but try to understand my own position here; we both have reason not to trust each other, and the balance of power here is decisively in your favor. Draft the document as you choose, and I will wait here for your return. I can even stand someplace where you can see me from the house, if it makes you feel better. Or you can have... whatever that construct you were working with watch me."
>There is a moment of silence as Alice gives you a cool, appraising look. You feel a little knot form in your stomach, wondering if she's just going to decide not to take her chances. Then she says. "Fine. A moment."
>She opens the door to her house and calls in, "Bring me my cutting board, some paper, a pen and ink, and my seal." Then she looks back to you. "This will only be a moment.
>After a moment, a small girl in a frilly dress flies from the house, carrying a piece of paper. Standing a little over a foot tall, you are tempted to mistake it for a faerie until you notice her lack of wings. Then you recall her clothing as you note the odd shape her hands; this is a doll. It's the same doll that you saw earlier today, only quite a bit smaller than before. Other dolls, similar in appearance but dressed differently, float out after her, bearing the others items Alice has asked for. They're...honestly quite adorable, as they flock around the magician. Well, save for that one holding the inkwell, her smile is just too creepy.
>Alice bids a few of them to hold up the cutting board; one made for cloth rather than food as you wondered. She begins to write. One of the dolls, the former giant, hovers around you. You'd swear she was curious about you.
>"And what would you stake on this claim you are not trying to blackmail me?" asks Alice in a conversational tone, almost devoid of her prior coldness.
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