He laughed mockingly, as he nonchalantly placed his hand back on to his hip. "Precious huh? She looks like a pile of scraps." He leaned a bit to get a better look at her. "A pile of scraps in a scrap dress." His finger reached to pull the edge of the sweater up. "Well, now I see why you like her." Nyx pushed his hand away and switched to the other side of Alex. "Don't touch me." Her voice was low and quiet as she watched him while clinging to Alex. 
"Well that's no way to talk to the person who got your precious Alex off his 'destroy the world' hype sweetheart."