Casually stroking along Rylith's side with his fingertips and looking outside, his other hand trailing along Talanna's upper back and shoulders, caressing her hair, Alexander thought to himself for a moment, not wanting to consider the odds themselves but still wondering on the options they might have. First off, he'd have to get ingredients for any poison he would make, and he'd have to open those old books he still had, pour through their contents again.<br/><br/>Stroking along Rylith's side with fingertips massaging to her skin down at the start of the thigh and rising back up just beneath her chest, his hand's caress was casual and keeping from wandering too much, but to outside it would surely seem he was having a bit of wandering hands in his situation, the hand caressing on Talanna's back reaching up to brush through her hair and wrap his fingers around a bit, not pulling, not even tightening the hair too much, but making a bit of a show of it anyhow, casting a look outside.<br/><br/>"We're on Tower already. Once we reach Harrow, I'll step out, and you're all free to continue along your way, and we'll perhaps talk more later on." He turned his attention to the group, watching them a serious look on his face. "As for the odds, I'm not going to make any guesses about them. I prefer to see how this plays out. I am going to do what I can to help, and hopefully we come out of this alive, and if possible, triumphant."