Alexei nodded to Telefag as he stole a glance from Melinda who was walking behind him. The assassin clenched his fist as he placed it near his chest. He turned back, looking at Melinda, and was about to open his mouth to speak. Suddenly, a feeling of unable to talk clenched his throat, causing him to look at the Crack Druid. "Hey, Crack Druid, you comin' or what? I'd prefer it though if you didn't." Alexei mumbled as he faced front. Something was wrong with him... and the boy thought he knew why.

Arriving at the bar, he slowly opened the door, and tossed his rifle on his usual table. Alexei noticed Telefag already there; then again, that person had the power to teleport in the first place. Quickly, he searched for Jake, because that man might have the answers. However, at the counter, Jake was absent... perhaps, dead. Alexei sat at the counter as he banged his fist on the rotten wood; nearly sundering it apart. His left hand touched the bruised spot on his head where the head of the little girl hit him hard. 

"Something's not right... Ouch." Alexei mumbled as he pressed the bruised spot; his eyes were still blurry but it could just be a feedback from the hit. "Mild! Where is my milk and those medical supplies!? Would you also have an anti-venom?" Alexei called out as he slumped back down; resting his head on his arms. "I maybe poisoned... I'm starting to care for others..." the assassin mumbled to himself as his eyes closed in confusion.