Joseph listened carefully to the brothers as they discussed the rebel vampire, rather intrigued by their analysis. As usual, he did not speak until Mois looked to him, and at that point, all he could think to say was a brief explanation.

“I do not think that was a permanent change. It was just after the dose, and I think he was overwhelmed by the influx of emotion, just like Master Alexi was right after his dosage. It's just that for him, the results were pleasant instead of painful,” Joseph commented, smiling fondly at the memory of the vampire's great hug. 

It was indeed a pleasant image, but in reality, he was unsure what to think about it. On the one hand, everyone needed some kind of joy in their life. And on the other hand, the idea that it was not his own joy, that the positive emotions were from another person, someone that you were not even entirely sure you trusted, must be terrifying. Joseph wondered if that was why the rebel leader had asked for a journal, just as a way to try and organize what was going on in his mind at the moment. He had not mentioned the request to Lord Alexi, and would not do so unless it was absolutely necessary. He imagined that it must have taken a lot for the fiercely independent rebel leader to admit to needing anything to help his sanity, and he did not want to deny him that bit of privacy. 

“Excuse me for a moment, let me see if Uwin has arrived to speak with you, Master Alexi,” the vampire slave requested, implicitly warning them to watch their tongues of anything they did not want the relatively young elven driver to hear.

He exited the room, finding Uwin, who looked wonderfully content where most would have been at least somewhat bored or restless by this point.

“Hello Uwin, I hope I did not keep you waiting long. Please, come in. Master Alexi wishes to speak with you,” he began calmly, ushering the younger slave inside the dining room.