Alistair watched the boy chatting away. He realized that at some point he had raised an eyebrow at the boy. King Jareth was right, if you kept talking to these people from the outside world, you'd never get anywhere. Still, what else did Alistair have to do? With a shake of his head he took a step after the boy and stopped. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait... just wait... Wait one minute...<br/><br/>That ass.<br/><br/>Alistair bit his lip and stared hard. He almost had to start off after the boy again but he stopped and got confused by the road sign. Jesus, have you ever seen such a beautiful ass in your whole life? Those pants weren't exactly doing him any favors but... damn. It deserved a long moment of silent appreciation and Alistair was more than happy to oblige. Yes, yes this was a good thing. A very good thing. Alistair threw his head up to look at the sky and raised his hands up. He mouthed the words 'thank you,' at the bleak heavens and quickly trotted off to catch up to the boy.<br/><br/>"Stories and all your prattling aside, I wouldn't mind helping you." He said, leaning back and looking right down at Jason's ass. He didn't even bother trying to be descreet about it. Why should he, the kid would catch him sooner or later. "And as much as I would love to tell you that drawing mazes and solving them are going to help you, that's a lie. When you solve your mazes, you're looking at it from above. It's a completely different thing when you're inside of them. Which is why you need an insider." Alistair looked back up at the blonde's eyes when the boy moved, blocking Alistair's view of his backside. "I know this place like the back of my hand, and!" Alistair lifted a finger into the air. "I'm willing to help you solve it. Because I am a very tender and most dear gentleman as you will ever meet and also because you have a real quality ass and I would hate to see its owner so sad wandering around here for the rest of his life." Alistair bent over quickly and picked up a rock from the ground. It was not a very big rock, just enough to lob and make it a fair distance.<br/><br/>"I'm also going to impart on you some of my great and vast wisdom. Your first lesson to learn will be very simple. Nothing here is quite what it seems. Except perhaps me. I'm quite normal. Or am I?" Alistair gave Jason an exaggerated wink and turned, rearing his arm back and hurled the rock at a space of wall not terribly far off. The rock surprisingly passed straight through it, falling to the ground with a little clatter. "See? That isn't even part of the wall at all. Personally, I think its the kind of bricks they used here but I can't really say that with any certainty." Alistair stepped around Jason, circling behind him. With one smooth motion he settled his hand at the small of the boy's back and pressed gently to direct him forward. It wasn't really a second later when his hand slipped lower.<br/><br/>So... it wasn't just a nice looking ass at all. It felt rather nice too. Would it be too forward to give it a squeeze? Yes? No? Alistair opted for 'no' and flexed his fingers. God, it was just like a pillow. How was it even possible for a rear this beautiful and perfect to even exist? How? Alistair wanted an answer! And why couldn't his look like this? His wasn't half the ass that Jason's was.<br/><br/>"You know, Jason, I'm feeling a little conflicted at the moment here. I can't really decide if I want to be you or be on you." Alistair confessed with a casual tone.