"No."  Oh, look at that, he was trying to act tough, similarly to a few moments on the surface, even when strapped down to a chair.  There were none else like him down here... well, at least not anymore.  In response to his other question, about what she captured him for, Lilith met his gaze head on, tilting her head, looking at him like he was crazy.  "I don't want to tell you," she said, blunt as a hammer.  "It doesn't benefit me to tell you."  If nothing else, she was honest, at least so it seemed.  So far she hadn't said anything that came across as an outright lie.  "I've told you all that is necessary for you to know.  You will remain in my custody until the time is right."

She turned away from his chair.  "I'm finished now.  Norea, take him away at your leisure."

The empress began to stride off towards massive doors opposite her throne, and the stone-faced thing by the throne began to follow at a respectful distance.  The petite creature by Alexander's chair began to take the restraints off the chair, but he could make no mistake, they still kept an iron grip on his wrists.  Once one hand was free, they took a pair of cuffs off their belt and slapped it on his free hand.

“On your feet,” the petite thing muttered, jerking him out of his seat the moment his other hand was unbound.  They roughly spun him around and cuffed his hands behind his back.  “Let’s go, I have things to do,” they – she?  There was some feminine-sounding nasality to the voice coming from under the helmet – ordered, pushing him towards the doors Lilith had just exited out, her white hair the only thing of much contrast in the dim hallways.