Despite the disagreement, the complete tear down his once mentor seems to do to himself, Mois can not stop a faint smile from finding it's way to his lips as the older male speaks. [i]'Ah, Joseph. . . .If only you understood. I know what you were about to say there, it is quite obvious to me. I am an officer in the crime detection league after all. I know, that Alexi would have prepared for such a betrayal. In fact, I know this. I was after all the one to instal the very things that would have stopped you. He plays us both so well, don't you think? No matter how much it killed you however, he would forgive you, and ultimately he'd have found a way to work it all to his advantage. Do not feel so bad, old friend. . .'[/i] He sighs softly. [i]'I have no right to call you that, not like Alexi. You've always been closer to him, but I am glad you at least believe you serve me just as fervently'[/i]

His smile only grows as he speaks of his faith, the confession of why he feels the need to server Alexi even if he was no slave logged away to be revealed to his little brother at a later date. As the elder slave falls silent Mois stretches, a light groan finding it's way out before he drops his arms across his stomach as he slouches down into the chair. His looks is soft as he casts his eyes once more at Joseph. “I never called you faith blind Joseph. I know you are no fool, and I also know we are not exactly the most special Vandros you have ever served, save Alexi's ambition to change the world, and the likeliness of it succeeding.” He shrugs best he can from his position. “It does not matter what the faith is built from, the fact still remains that if he called from a distance for you to duck, you would do so without checking for the reason, you would react without needing proof that your actions are necessary.”

He shakes his head softly, doing his best to pull himself into a proper sitting position without looking like an overweight man stuck on a park bench. However his body it too tired to allow him any grace at this point and he ends up growling to himself before just sliding off the chair to sit on the floor. With another faint groan he looks to Joseph. “Forgive me, I am tired and may be just speaking from the tired, but even if you came about your faith scientifically, I am comforted by the fact that you do not deny having faith. It makes me happy.” Pushing himself up he stands looking to Joseph with a half smile. “However, one of these days, I will prove to you that what you feel towards Alexi, and your trust in me, are two very different things.”

Reaching out he grips the vampires shoulder tightly in a friendly manner before looking towards his bed room. “I am grateful for the update, Joseph, I feel I will be able to sleep now, thank you.” He turns back to the older male. “I am sure there are a bunch of things you have left on that over full plate you stack for yourself left to do this night, Alexi's false suicide attempt and your trip to report it making you over late for many things. Go now, and thank you again. Now, I will be able to sleep.” Humming softly he makes his way back to his room, throwing off his robe to the floor before collapsing into his bed for the second time this evening. However, this time, sleep is swift in finding him, even as the nightmares soon follow with gruesome images of a future he prays will never come.