Alyxander nodded, not answering for a little bit. " 'Tis not because I couldn't control my temper." He murmured. "I snapped from fear, not violence. I was scared that Kate would be hurt. In the past, I have been helpless to help others whom were close to me. Those who were important to me. Their deaths were not because of me, but the fact that I couldn't save them remained with me from the day my home had been burnt to the ground. I promise I will control myself, I swear I'll behave and caution against fighting." He seemed to be begging. His mind had returned to what had been said before, about him being sent to the coven. He feared not being accepted, being outcast because he acted as a human himself. He didn't want to face his own kind because of this mistake. "Can't I have another chance? Before I am sent to the coven, before I must face what I am and have to accept that I am no longer human..." Alyx wanted to face the coven and others of his kind on his own, when he felt he was ready to do so. He was scared of being pushed into things he didn't want, given decisions that were not his own and having to face them.