Alex shrugged. "He likes to appear cryptic sometimes, even when he has no idea what he's talking about." He chuckled, scouring the cupboard for biscuits.

"Alex, I know what you're doing. Keep off of my cookies!" Illyad yelled from the living room.

"DO you really think I'll pay any attention to that?" Alex called through, laughing. He turned to face Victoria when he had found the cookies, and found her somewhat closer, by the sink. "I know. But I also knew the risks of you finding out. I was a coward. I'm sorry."