Alyxander listened carefully, though the thick walls made it hard to hear when the conversation because quiet. But he understood enough to get what was going on. He saw how John could think he was a spy perhaps, though he was not. If the roles were reversed, how would Alyx act? Probably not equally as cold and untrusting, but wary nonetheless until it was proven otherwise. Enemies once were always enemies; he'd been told that by his parents as a child, as they had warned him about not holding grudges too long or judging people too quickly. He had to keep an open mind.<br/><br/>As the conversation ended, Alyx pulled back from the walk and silently continued towards his room. His pace was not rushed, as he didn't want himself to be suspected guilty if caught. He pushed open the door a bit further, continuing in and searching around a bit of the teacup that had been left in his chamber. However, as he searched, it was nowhere to be found. Perhaps Ann had gone into his room in the night or early in the morning, found him asleep but brought the teacup with her? No, he would have heard her; even when he is asleep, he is very aware of his surroundings, and could wake with any hint of danger.<br/><br/>The boy sighed, straightened up and glanced back at the door. Alyxander walked out into the hallway again, closing his door behind him and glancing over as he heard the door of the study open. He wondered if he should just continue to walk past, or wait in the shadows until both men had gone... but again, wouldn't he seem guilty and sneaky if he was hiding? It would only further enhance John's though for him being a spy. So he walked on as if nothing had happened, stopping a little ways away from the study to nod politely at Lord Lyons and John. "Good morning, Lord. And to you too, John."