"I don't think it's possible to kill you. For you're already dead." Elsa tilts her head a confused look on her face. "Boyfriend? I do not know this term. He is my friend." She didn't have to ask why he knew her name. This must be the individual with the powers to read and control minds that she had theorized when she had seen that organized bout of monsters yesterday. She had known before that Alex was there, and now he was, yet wasn't. "Why are you here? And what will convince you to go and stay away?" She asked thinking she knew the answer to these questions.