"Well, I expect you'll see a great many things tonight.  Some should even be interesting."<br/><br/>Asleod replied dryly, as he tipped his head to the alchemist.  Alex was a man of many talents, and he'd taken an interest in the fellow quite a long time ago, in fact.  He'd been aware of him long before the opportunity presented itself to get to know him.  It was a fortuitous twist that he'd managed to learn of the Inquisitor's next target in time to warn the young man.  His was a talent that should not be wasted, after all.<br/><br/>He was sipping his own wine slowly, thoughtfully, as he regarded the young man.  He was going to have to do something about those clothes, he thought.  If things proceeded as he expected, then that young might would be representing him at a great many Underground meetings, and it wouldn't do for his representative to appear shabby.  Alex's clothes, while decent quality for rummaging about the city, would probably need something of an image change eventually.