Alex has not stormed off so much as merely walked away until he is back out in the sunshine and open air.  By the time<strong>Jenny</strong>catches up with him he's standing over the bodies of some of the security guards, who apparently tried to stop him.  In their defense, he does not look like authorized personnel.<br/><br/>He does not look up at her approach, but his head tilts, the better to hear her.  When he answers Jenny, his voice is very quiet.<br/><br/>"A simple thank you would have been nice," he says.  "Not like I expected anything, y'know, major."  He takes a deep breath.  "And now you know.  She thinks I'm a wimp because I won't just smack her around and claim her like an alpha male ought to.  I can tell.  But I know what happened.  And I promised a long time ago that I would never..."<br/><br/>+ + +<br/><br/><strong>Soph</strong>, you easily pick up a sudden spike of shame from the older woman as if she is only too aware of the fact that she's about to bite the hand that's helping her.  Along with that, you get a powerful sense of old shame.<br/><br/><strong>Carlos</strong>, as she sits up and rubs her wrists, she gives you a sidelong glance before adding a sharp nod.<br/><br/>"Reckon you got questions.  Might's well ask 'em while I'm guilty enough to answer."