"I..." Alexander hesitated for a moment, lowering the phone and noticed he was biting his lip. It was a gesture he used to do before, in fact he couldn't remember the last time. It meant he was struggling with what he wanted to do and what he knew he should do.<br/>He remembered her daughter feeling something like that when her mother died. He also remembered she cried in his arms for a while before he managed to calm her down. He sighed and took the phone again. "Yes, i'm okay now...i'm heading home, there was an incident in a meeting in an informal place. I will be home soon, i have some minor wounds, luckily they were too drunk to be a real threat, i got distracted so they used that brief opening." he said in the phone.<br/><br/>"Please don't worry, i'm okay, realy, i'll be there soon. I asked the driver to call fro clothes, a hot bath and vandages to be ready. Sorry for interrupting your date. How was the dinner?" He wanted to distract her from the issue at hand.