Exceedingly normal, more so with the fact Alice happily carried on despite the disconnect from the Abyss; no one and nothing had given her reason to think otherwise, and her blood here seemed primed to allow that sheer influence of will and obliviousness to thrive when it came to her refusal to obey the laws of gravity.

She did at least touch down, catching one of the tins in hand as the bat cats gathered to plat with all of the ribbons of her skirt; honestly, she might have tied more around her waist loosely for them.

"There are some very buttery and sweet cookies, some coated in white chocolate for that extra sweet creaminess! I find it goes well with the more fruit leaning teas," Tin easily opened and- well, they looked delightful as far as she was concerned. "A few of them have raspberry with white chocolate swirled in, too! Try one or two, and if you like them you can have more."