[I]Silly?[/i] Perhaps. He still didn't want to be shirtless/coatless. He didn't care about nudity of any kind or level and was mature about it but he had Scars and marks he wishes to keep hidden. Oh well, to hell with it I suppose?

[i]... What are you doing?[/i] A tiny voice that always warned him of the risk of doing anything, paranoid and insecure. [i]... She can be trusted... I think.[/i] Alex lost himself day dreaming for a few seconds imagining himself in a room. Filled with a small table and him having tea with another him discussing multiple things. Returning back to reality, Alex just nodded. "...Where are we going?" Alex asked. Almost sounding like a child taking a parents hand and walking to an unknown destination. Alex often thought of himself as a child in his mind. It was when he was happiest and most ignorant. Alex tendency of walking the many realities thy wait inside of his mind was rather annoying. Alex just releases the hooks in his hand to graze and scrape his hand. It was a tool, weapon, and friend that kept his mind from destroying itself.