Looking up at Erik with a lopsided grin Alexi giggles lightly. “Ah, well, your recruits are most likely nearly all older than I, so why would you expect anything less than what is undoubtedly a baby to most of your races, hmm?” Alexi knows the man is right, that quite often being so dramatic and flashy can indeed lead to a sticky end, however in his personal case the young Vandros is convinced that if he stopped being his own dramatic self, that would be his downfall. [i]'If it is working for me, then there is no need to change it. I have what I want, and I have never had to be anything other than myself to get it. One can not fight the reality of it'[/i] 

He smiles warmly at Joseph as he expresses worry over getting 'the wrong potion'. “It is quite alright Joseph, you got me exactly what I asked for. I did not want to ruin the surprise. I wanted to see the look on you face when he did not become some mindless automaton like I'm sure you use to be.” His smile becomes a little more mysterious and he whispers, though he knows that everyone in the room will be able to hear him clearly enough. “As for what it is. . .It is where the potion came from originally. I know I'm not exactly using it as once intended, our guest not being of a like mind in this as myself, however I am convinced that it will none the less act as I wish it.” He giggles lightly, just now noticing his even stranger than normal tone and movements. 

A faint coo leaves his throat as Joseph kisses him back and with a soft sigh he gives Erik an 'I-told-you-so' look, referring of course to the fact that Joseph obviously goes beyond his bound slave and into one who actually likes his master. Looking back to Joseph he can not repress a chuckle as the elder vampire gives him a clear and defined order. “I thank you for trusting your crazy master, my old mentor, and for now I will heed your decision. You know me best. However I will ask you to be here and ready for the extraction early tomorrow, before that meeting I have with the Shtoogans about the merger. It will be a hectic day and I would have a more free mind to think if the deed is done before hand.”

Pawing at the first aid kit Alexi pulls out the stitches kit and gives Joseph a sweet smile. Once his old mentor gets to work Alexi relaxes a bit, averting his eyes against the act of sewing his flesh together. Not always willing to let Alexi go to the hospital, some of the injuries obviously abuse, his father had made sure that many of his slaves were well versed in medical care so that he could get away with what he did to his son without there being too much risk to his life, and none to his reputation. As such, Alexi has grown accustom to home doctoring and puts up with it as well if not better than one would expect.

“I do believe you are right Joseph, about the shock I mean. My mind is a little. . Fuzzy, but do not worry. It is time for bed anyways, and a good night sleep will solve a lot of this.” He looks up at Erik with a smile “However, before then, may I trouble you for your name? As you have already noted, I am a bit odd as most would see it, and I feel that names are something special, to be shared only with ones your trust.” He chuckles. “As such, none of the people I do business with, save for those who also served my father, even know anything past my last name.” Alexi wonders absentmindedly if the rebel leader even recalls how he did not hesitate to share his name with him in one of their first conversations.