It isn't the first time I've been called this by a patient, and yet I still don't understand it. At first, I thought it had something to do with my name, because that would be sense. But it seems that to some of the patients here, I am percieved as someone horrible and cruel.
I'll have to ask Martin when I see him next, I suppose. I know he will not give me a straight answer, but it's better than nothing. If I ask him who the Red Queen is, he'll probably just point out that it's me, and then go on about those tarts.
Perhaps I'll have to give him incentive to tell me more about this Queen.
And I do hope Van Dort will take care of Alice. I can only imagine what things will be like the next time we run into eachother.