Alex knew he was in trouble when Valerie started coming toward him. He shifted nervously as she began to speak, obviously she was trying to intimidate him and it was working... for a moment until he realized it was that she had the mortal wound and not him!  His jaw tightened and he held his ground.<br/><br/>His eyes narrowed and nostrils flared as she left the room... he however knew she would would likely still be able to hear him. "Did You really threaten a mortal with death?" he demanded sharply. "If this Alex had been immortal perhaps then I actually might have something to loose wouldn't I? But in reality you fear it more than I do!" he shouted after her."Oh! even you didn't ask permission or say thank you! Your welcome your highness! How is that for manners!" he added.<br/><br/>The fiery young red headed male then turned glaring at Sebastian, "So I suppose I am free to frolic around this wonderful empty little dark wing until I am needed then?" he growled with his arms crossed. "Am I able to challenge her to a duel? How old is she actually? She talks like she is some sort of shakespeare play!" he exclaimed. And then studied the butler a little closer, "What are you? Are you a vampire too? How old are you?" he asked. "Where is the kitchen?" he asked next, "I want to make my own sandwich, I don't need anybody to clean up after me! Am I allowed on the roof? I think I am going to sleep on the roof," he grumbled and then glanced around touching he tender spot on his neck, "Next time, I am going to rub my neck with icy-hot cream and see how she likes the taste of that!" he huffed agitatedly, but then he couldn't help but smile while imagining the expression her face after Valarie had tasted the icy hot cream on his skin...