Alyxander helped load the tents and supplied into wagons, doing all he can to pull his own weight. After a while almost all of it was done, and the sun was high in the sky by that point in time. This didn't bother Alyx very much, as one would assume; he'd learned to ignored the sun's effect for hours at a time. He saw Reika carried off into the Mage's wagon, looking for Kate but not seeing her around yet.<br/><br/>Antony remained as he was, and hadn't tried escaping or anything of the sort. He knew better than to think he would be treated like the enemy captives. He glanced towards Kate as she spoke to him, though partially ignoring her warning. "Alyxander never was any good to me. Why would 'e be now?" He answered, shrugging it off. "I see 'e has wooed you. Never has a girl paid such attention to 'im. Sly and tricky, though, 'e is.  No good ever came from being around a child like 'im." It was obvious he could care less about Alyx; which was entirely true. He had his own reasons for that though, which Alyxander had long before accepted when they were children. They never had gotten along very well.