Alex smirked. 'What about "Alex has never been showing off as far as I am aware?"' He downed the last of his coffee and looked out of the window. The rain seemed to be slowing, and he wondered if they should take their leave while it was quieter.
Alex turned to Victoria as she spoke. 'Just what I was thinking.' He agreed. 'I have a few things to arrange before things start up again tomorrow.' He smiled, though there was a ghost of sadness just behind it. He tried not to let his loneliness show, but sometimes it slipped through the cracks.
Luckily, his worry was not bleeding through. He could feel a storm on the horizon, and it had nothing to do with the weather. Something huge, dramatic and very chaotic was going to happen. He could feel destruction in the air, reverbing back to him. He didn't want to think what it could be, but part of him thought he knew. Something was familiar, and if it was, he would need to be involved. If nothing else, he would need to protect Victoria... Somehow.