Alex chuckled. 'Well if you ever need a break from your dorm, you can come and visit me. I have an apartment just off campus. The joys of inheritance.' He smirked. His wealth was really what he had accumulated throughout his rather elongated life, but to explain his situation he had convinced Victoria that he had inheritance from his parents, who, he had told her, had died in a car accident only a year before he had met her. He had told her he was living with his aunt and uncle, but of course he couldn't introduce fictional people, and so always made excuses for her not to come to his home, or made excuses when she did about them working away or some such lies.
He followed her gaze around the room. He had known, when they had walked in, that the people in here were human, but Victoria evidently wasn't. He made a mental note that her power still wasn't fully developed and tucked it away in the mental file he kept of information he had learned about her.
The only problem, was that somewhere deep within him, he could feel something was going to happen. Something terrible. He knew something was coming. A storm was brewing, and he had no idea what kind.