Ale just gave Ambers joke a kind of half smile. Alex followed and then walked on the log fairly easily. He was a strong swimmer. Well in the way that he could dig his claws into the ocean floor and pull his way as if climbing. It was faster the swimming when done by him and he could hold his breathe for extended amounts of time. Alex looked at her had for a second. He the. Proceeded to remove some kind of mask hiding his own memories from him. 

"... I don't know anything about what's usable or not unless it comes from a super market...." 
He says while removing what was his last possession of the the other world. The idea of her dropping it as a joke haunted his mind. But then again at probably just him being paranoid. 

Underneath Alex wasn't as skeletal as he appeared with the coat with some muscle. 
Bruises and and scratches covered Alex's back. Especially bruises. Just little scattered memories of a similarly dark past. Most were by large. One runs from his shoulder blade down to his lower back though. Just like the rest of his body he had pale skin. Oddly his back was covered in marks of beatings while the rest of his body was unscarred. He handed his coat to her.