Alyxander held his tongue to keep from answering to the first few comments about him. He wasn't like his kind; at heart he wasn't a vampire and never had been. It was a terrible twist of fate that forced him into this agonizing life, having live off of the life source of others to survive. It was disgusting, lowly... he could see where John got his hatred. Alyx himself had no more liking for who he was that his partner did. "Had I any choice to my fate, I wouldn't have become this monster I am." He muttered. And as long as I am not in direct sunlight for hours on end without any shade, I will be fine." Alyxander stopped short after he'd finished speaking, catching onto the scent a split second before he was grabbed and pulled into the shadows. He shot a slight glare at Johnathan, showing he hadn't needed to be so forceful, shrugging off his hand. "I had just been about to say the same thing." He whispered, turning his gaze back to the path before glancing around.<br/><br/>"Stay here, don't move to attack if any enemies come into view."<br/><br/>Alyxander carefully and silently got to his feet, swiftly jumping up and clambering high into the tree by which John hid. From there he would have a prime vintage point of the surrounding area. Looking around at first, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. No noises were heard, nothing to be seen. 'It's definitely an orc I smell though.' He thought, looking closely. 'Hiding in wait no doubt. I only wonder if they know we were coming and are just waiting for us to pass.' The boy kept his back against the bark of the tree, practically invisible to anyone who glanced his way. He was good at hiding, and it gave him an advantage should any threat sneak close enough to be shot down by him.