Alyxander had gotten a bit of sleep every so often throughout the long and bitter night, but not much; not that he really needed it though. Every little movement and noise snapped him to his senses again, as he was extremely on edge. Not only from his own nerves, but for the sake of protecting the rest of the camp and the people within it.... though most had left earlier than John and Alyx had to, so there weren't too many people still around. 'If only John would get up so we could just leave. The quicker we head off, the better chance of intercepting the enemy and less chance of being caught behind the attack.'<br/><br/>Alyx was dressed in thick leather armor like Johnathan was, and had a dagger of his own. A bow and a quiver of arrows were strapped onto his back as well as he prepared to head off. The dagger was to be used in a close combat should it be necessary, but he was much more likely to rely on his skill in archery to aid this fight instead of putting him and John in danger. The boy overheard the conversation between the father and son, though not taking John's mistrust in him to heart. He'd already known that the other boy wouldn't be pleased in having to rely on him for companionship. Neither was Alyx looking forward to it, though he was less open about it. Even enemies have to watch each other's backs sometimes when there is a greater evil about.<br/><br/>Alyxander followed a step of two behind John, not in a hurry. He was paying more attention to their surroundings than focusing on his worry about his partner; unlike the other boy was. When he was asked to lead, he did so, not questioning why. He could sense the tension and uneasiness towards him, a hint of fear... no, that couldn't be right. Johnathan had no reason to fear him after all. "You know, a team doesn't work best if one side is suspicious of the other. You should focus more on our task than letting your worry of my intentions best you. Had I any ill will towards anyone, it would have been obvious." He didn't glance back at John as he spoke, still warily looking around out of the corner of his eyes. "Distraction is the deadliest enemy when battle is concerned."