Alexander Flores
Location: Cedar Ash Inn
Tags: Myra @Caits, Sombra @Vicier
Alexander had to bite his tongue to allow his mother to say what she'd wanted, in Spanish mind you, after Sombra had snapped back at him. The two Flores women loved their language play, bouncing back from one to the other just like they had when they argued even before Sombra left but that wasn't Alex's thing. Though it was almost a relief to hear her bring up a reason, to know that she and James hadn't left on some stupid romantic whim or something nearly as ridiculous. "Of course I did! I played scenario after scenario in my head, reasons why the two of you would take off without a word and made no contact. Maybe you'd been kidnapped, possibly eight feet under the ground. The FBI could have recruited you, or shoved you in some prison somewhere." Sombra was good at what she did even if it was generally illegal, the FBI catching her to either recruit her, put her away, or even going on the run from them had all been thought of. Alex was starting to pace slightly, unable to contain himself by standing still as he listed out the reasons she had the audacity to claim he hadn't considered. "I'd even let my imagination get out there and considered aliens for crying out loud."
Alex paused his pacing to eye his sister, "But my guess is none of those are true. Meaning that no matter the reason, it's not nearly good enough." The mans frustration ebbed towards a more pained expression, "We could have handled whatever it was together." He nodded towards Myra as he said this to include her in his words, the three of them were a family. Finally his Spanish started seeping out, "Pero usted no nos dio una opción en el asunto, hermana."