Alexi lets out a sift sigh as the man yells after him as he leaves. [i]'Still, such spunk. I feels so happy. I wish he would just believe me, but then it wouldn't be any fun. . . And he wouldn't be the leader I know him to be. I so wish he did not have to suffer, but at the same time, being able to see his anger makes me so happy'[/i] Alexi knows that his way of thinking is twisted, simultaneously fascinated and saddened by his actions towards and reactions of another sentient being. Part of him never wanting to see another living creature in a position like that, while loving his slaves and not wanting to let them go. [i]'I want them all to be free, but I want to keep them with me. Like a child who wants his cake, and to eat it too. However, this possessive desire of mine will have no place in the new world. My fellows will have to get over it, or die'[/i] He hums softly, biting on to a knuckle in thought as he tries to bring his passion level down.

As he enters into his and his brother's private dinning room Alexi's mind clears a bit and he is able to throw a smile Joseph's way, his finger dropping from between his teeth. “Good evening Joseph,” he says kindly, “Your timing was perfect.” He knows the elder vampire won't really get it, but knowing Alexi the way he does his guesses will not be very far from the truth. His smile widens as he sits down to his meal, the smell expelling the last bits of fog from his brain, his passion switching over to the fine cuisine in front of him. 

“Mmmm, seafood tonight. Joseph, you always know just what I need. . .” His voice trails off as he offers a small nod towards the kitchens as well. After all, Joseph may have decided what he's to eat that evening, but it's the kitchen staff that actually cooked it. [i]'I would be at a loss without my slaves. I doubt even servants will become a common thing for several generations, if we. . . .[/i] He shakes off the feeling and takes a seat, beginning to eat slowly. “You can go if you have something you need to do Joseph, or if you'd rather just not stand there. I'll be in my study until well after midnight. Feel free to get your new task done then.” His voice is even, no different than what the other slaves normally hear out of him. His concentration on wondering how he's going to sleep tonight keeps his mind occupied for a while as he eats silently.