[ Alex kind of. Freezes in place? It's the closest to Alex that he's been, with that sort of shocked, almost dazed response. Did he tell Will about that? He said he died, but did he- it's just an expression, it's gotta be--

His concussion's acting up. He winces for a moment and turns away to get a handle on things. ]

I- Iii, I'm not. Friends. With her. S'not like that. I just- sh- she's my patron. Has some insight. I've talked to her before. And she gave me the stuff...I asked about earlier.

[ Clear, touching his face, looking at him gently. Fingers running down his cheek. Calm, a small noise. Too fast, too quick, just moving on instinct so she'll be okay--

It all looks Wrong. The very sight of her in his mind's eye turns his stomach. The only thing that feels Right is the fact that he died.

Goosebumps rise under his shirt, against his will. Stop thinking- ]

Figured she'd be s- some more help.