[h3]Alexander[/h3]

While the others took their turns, said their goodbyes, and quite literally took their number, Alexander quietly stood there with his brow furrowed in thought. Somebody had to stay here. Some sort of screwed up price for trying to get where they were going. Like everything else, to him it was more than a little ridiculous on principle alone. Tolls for passing through territory were nothing new of course, but demanding an entire person was unheard of. Plus, if passing through your territory was required to get to something important, it was generally agreed upon that making sure nothing went wrong with that important thing was part of your responsibility- or it was where he came from, anyway. And now, because of this, Hannah was planning on resigning herself to living in this dreary place ruled by jackasses. 

He wanted to volunteer himself. Sure, the place was awful and dull, and he would never sleep right knowing how petty and stupid whoever ran the place was, but at least he'd have a piece of home in Wash. It would of course mean giving up his right to go home, but realistically speaking what were the odds of that anyway? How many people [i]actually[/i] went home, and how many just learned to accept living in that boring place and 'graduated' that way? Would it really be that much of a loss for him? At the moment, he didn't think so.

But, before he could give his thoughts a voice, he looked Hannah in the eye and shut his mouth. She was resolved in doing this; he could see it in the way she looked back at him. He could object all he wanted, but he just knew that she would not move no matter what he said. And, well, that was something he had to respect.

"You've made up your mind then," he said unquestioningly as he walked toward her, "Alright then. Tell Wash I said hi, and that he's to make sure you get along here or else, right?"

He leaned in a little closer and spoke in an almost inaudible whisper, only for her to hear. "If I ever find my door, we're coming back for Wash. And for you."

And then he turned and took the the ledge at a run, vaulting over the parapet and into the unknown descent. The number ticked to 3.