Alexander made it back to his room without much more commotion, there was a brief moment where he came across a guard who was running towards the sounds of the fight but he stood aside and looked at the ground, muttering something about returning to his room before lights out and apologizing for getting in the way.
Once in his room he landed on his bed, closing his eyes and running over everything that had transpired. looking at his arms, sparks still trailing from them. he sighed. rolling over. he'd messed up, but there was no going back now, to turn round was to show weakness. he'd snapped at Roxy because he'd been stressed out for her. he hated the idea of her going through what he saw ahead for her. he pulled one of her knives from his belt and took his time to look it over.
Once in his room he landed on his bed, closing his eyes and running over everything that had transpired. looking at his arms, sparks still trailing from them. he sighed. rolling over. he'd messed up, but there was no going back now, to turn round was to show weakness. he'd snapped at Roxy because he'd been stressed out for her. he hated the idea of her going through what he saw ahead for her. he pulled one of her knives from his belt and took his time to look it over.