"H-hi..." Alan muttered, shying waving from behind Alex. "UH....uh...I'm looking f-for a boy..." he muttered. He looked up, at Alex, and suddenly...felt braver.<br/><br/>So what if the man said no? He would leave, and he would have Alex to protect him. If the man attacked him, Alex would protect him. And..Alex seemed okay with the man. And Alex...was trustworthy.<br/><br/>"Zeke Zwei. Ten years old, black hair, looks a bit like me. PLEASE, you HAVE to know something about him." He begged, a look of desperation erupting from him. He didn't care where he got it from, even if it was this high pitched, flashy clothed man, he needed to find Zeke!<br/><br/>"I Don't care what I have to do!" he shouted out, the burst of bravery Alex gave him forcing him to say things he normally wouldn't. "I'll do it, just tell me every rumor you have about him!"