<span style="font-style: italic"> "I...what happened to your arm?" She asked, </span><br/><br/>Alex turned away pretending as if nothing had happened, and then he looked down at his arm and shrugged. "I got scratched while dealing with the twelve demons coming behind you, no big deal," he announced casually, acting as if he had beat them all back with bare hands.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> "Why did those demons suddenly back off, it's unlike them..." She noted.</span><br/><br/>He scratched his chin thoughtfully, trying to come up with something besides the complete truth, "Well they must of been scared of you," he commented, it was true, but not entirely. They were afraid she had fed from him... if she had, there would be no demon powerful enough to stop her... she would if she chose could be a queen of demons. This of course was why Alex was still a little leery about trusting Rea, if she did find out, he wasn't sure what she would do.  Alex however knew, now that he had the scent of blood on him he couldn't stray to far from Rea, unless the Demons realize that Rea had not been feeding from him. He hoped Rea had control over her demon side, as he knew before long it too would likely be drawn to the scent, so eventually he knew he would have to tell the truth... he just wasn't sure how yet, or rather he lacked to the courage to.