Alexi openly giggles at what the vampire has to say about him being mad, but other than that lets him speak without interrupting him. His smile widens, his heart leaping as the bound male agrees to take the potion, the comment about bleeding all over his room all but dismissed for a short time. Grabbing the vial he'd placed on the nightstand Alexi rolls right off the bed, lamenting only for a moment the sight of a small pool of his own blood on his favorite coverlet. [i]'I should have Joseph changing my sheets while I'm eating dinner. . .'[/i] At the thought of his head slave Alexi freezes mid step, most likely looking quite odd, however after a moment he unfreezes and finishes his trip to the bookshelf. 

Setting it down where the other can reach it, if he stretches, he steps back quickly, just in case, before wandering over to his own bedside table to dig out his ever infuriating cellphone. “We shall keep it right there, what do you say? That way you can keep an eye on it.” He smiles over his shoulder before sitting against the edge of his bed, cellphone in hand. He shares at it hard for several seconds before flipping it open and seeking out Joseph's number. [i]'Ah, if he weren't my hard broken slave, he'd kill me for what I just did, heh'[/i]

Once he finds the number he has the phone dial and brings the little device up to his ear. Looking over at Erik with a lopsided smirk he chuckles. “Joseph is going to take off my head for this. . .He hates it when I do stupid things, and in his eyes, this definitely will count.” When the ringing stops Alexi's attention goes to the voice at the other end, his gaze shifting over to the wall. After the head slave's greeting Alexi smiles into the phone. “Hello Joseph. I hope this evening finds you well. First off, do not freak out, second, I need you to bring a first aid kit to my room, and thirdly, I need to also to bring the kit for drawing my blood. I can tell you the rest after you get here. Thank you Joseph!” He does not give the head slave time to answer, knowing he will bring the stuff post haste.

Snapping the phone shut he once more turns to Erik with a smile and tilts his head to the side. His mind once more falls back on the bound male thinking him crazy and he chuckles softly. “I am very likely a little mad my dear sir. Madness runs in my family, at least through my father's line, but despite my insanity, or maybe even because of it, I am one of the richest and most successful men in the world, and have the power to do the one great thing you have tried your entire life, or near to it, to accomplish. If my lack of sanity is a part of all that, I count it a blessing.” Stretching his arms over his head, he props them up behind his head, trying to keep the wound above his heart. Clamps down on the wound with his other hand and offers up an apologetic smile. “I am not sure how this bleeding affects you now that you have eaten, but if it is bothersome, I do apologize.”