Alex's father nodded with a dismissive wave of his hand, and Alex was left confused as Payton's maid lead him out of the room. "I'm going to take her some food," Alex said, rising to his feet. "It can't be good to skip a meal when she'd so exhausted from her trip."<br/><br/>He more announced that he was going to do it rather than asked permission, but Alex's parents were used to his independence by now and paid little mind to him as he walked out with a tray of tea sandwiches, fresh fruit, pate and toasted baguette slices, water, juice, and tea. He really was concerned that Payton eat properly, but he mostly didn't want to be out of his company, and he was curious about why his parents had made him so nervous. Sure, he wasn't especially close with his parents, but the sight of them didn't make him stiffen up and panic.<br/><br/>He reached the door of the room Payton was staying in and set the tray on a table next to the door, knocking. "It's me," he said through the door. "May I come in?"