"So." Alexander stood and tapped the door pad, closing the door and then sitting back down. "So...." he sighed and rubbed his temples. "I guess I owe you and apology, sorry for all that back there. I don't want dr phyco to know I have access to the vents. I'd rather he think I think nothing of you so that he dosn't use you to get to me." he pulled her daggers from his belt where he'd kept them hidden since he stole them. "These are yours." he said and then shoved his hand under his matress, pulling out a small pot he'd stolen from the medical center, "this should help the swelling. I was in the vents the whole time. I didn't want to get you in any more trouble by interfeering" he stepped back and ran a hand through his hair. "I am sorry for getting you in to that mess."