It seemed as though all the inmates were ignoring him or they just didn't seem to see him. Not to mention the fact that those who weren't inmates acted in the same way which was strange but then Alex had always been rather strange. Perhaps they were avoiding him because they didn't really know how to talk to him. Whatever, it wasn't as though Alex wanted to connect with them on a level, in fact he was quite bored and wished that he could find something that interested him.<br/><br/>Scared him. Attracted him. Pained him. Gave him<em>some</em>sort of emotion. Instead he was left with...nothing. It was downright annoying. He watched idly as the Joker took off down the hallway to run past Alex seemingly not seeing him, oh what a surprise there. Alex knew where everything was in the asylum, if one of the inmates just asked him for help he would probably aid them not because he wanted to create mischief but because he was bored.<br/><br/>He knew where the Joker's suit was, he knew where the Scarecrow's toxin was. He knew pretty much anything anyone wanted to know but of course no one ever asked him. He was too weird, strange and blended into the shadows quite perfectly. No one ever saw him or if they did they never took notice of him and that led to a lonely existence, not that he ever felt that way... Alex turned his head when the Joker ran back towards him, finally having seen him and shouted 'boo' at him.<br/><br/>Alex tilted his head to the side. "You need something?" He asked and as the Joker yanked his belt off and the night stick flew into the air, Alex grabbed it mid-air right before the Joker could grasp it. But instead of using it on the Joker, Alex simply smirked and handed it over to the other male. "If you wanted it you just had to ask. Looks like you're going somewhere in particular. Need anything?" He asked waiting to hear if the Joker would take him up on his offer.