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That voice sounded familiar, Alphonse thought to himself. He supposed it was possible that... turning to look at Lillith, he decided to say nothing. Besides, he could very well be incorrect. Alphonse had no desire to answer Surflue any more than Lillith already had. in truth, he had really begun to tune the man out once he started giving a history lesson. Surflue had been entirely incorrect in assuming confusion on Alphonse's part, but he had felt it impolite to interrupt a man who so clearly enjoyed showing off what he knew.

Seeing Alexia ging to Alphonse like that showed Lillith that the woman would be alright, provided that she was given blood and time to heal. She took several steps back, both emotionally and physically, before adresses the woman that had let her into her home. she knew there was no more time for resting, and it pained her.

"Miss Alexia... I.. I ran into someone that is in the military. The people of the city have five days to leave before the war truely hits... and I don't think anyone has warned them... on either side of the river. If you know of some tunnels that lead out of the city, please tell me, and I will start getting people out right away." Lillith tells her with a very emotionless and calm voice.

Confusion eroded in my head, but I took care to seem cool and collected, a practice I'd perfected over the years. "Alexia, please drink more," I said, gesturing to the glass of thick red liquid on the coffee table. I smiled and turned to the speaker. I pressed the little faded white button lightly. "Come on up, Tom," I listened to him mumble something on the other end and hit the entrance key. I turned back to the three. "I hope you don't mind, a friend of mine is stopping by. I would have told him that I had company, but seeing how horrific the times are I don't suppose I see it best to deny a man in need of any kind of medical assistance." I grinned sheepishly. "Please, stay comfortable, this probably won't take long," The anxiety in Tommy's voice hadn't suggested anything short of panic, but I didn't want to worry anyone. I heard a muffled knocking on the door and swept from the room to answer. I fumbled with the lock in the knob and opened the door. "Tom," I smiled, about to put my arm around him. That's when I saw the girl beside him. Her name, I didn't remember. I knew they'd break up soon, and, by the looks of it, I was right. She was clutching her stomach a little and biting her bottom lip, so much so that I thought it would begin to bleed. "Come in,"

"Thanks," I murmured, eyes on the ground. By his tone I knew that Dr.Surflue had gotten the just of it. He guided us into the little living room. Oh. My. God. Lillith.

Alexia paid the new comers no mind but could tell that their presence make Lillith upset. She took the paper and pen in her hands and quickly sketched what she could remember of the city and all of the tunnels leading out, not to mention a few of the bunkers that she had recently restocked. She set the finished map on the bed next to her and reached over for the glass of blood. As it passed over her tongue she could taste the metallic saltiness of it and moaned softly, she finished half the glass before setting it back down and licking her lips. Her eyes looked tired and dull, and she knew that she was not ready to get back up and going. But she had a little more energy and she sat up tall putting her arms back around Alphonse. She needed someone to hug right then she felt as if all the comfort and happiness had been wrung out of the world.

The news of her boys seemed to help Alexia relax a little against him and she closed her eyes, and buried her face in his shirt. She did not want to tell him what had happened, but knew that he deserved to know. "I-...I lost him. He was to strong, A-And she would not come to sanity. I'm sor-ry." She gave a few silent sobs against him in memory of her harsh and painful failures. It hurt a lot more loosing to that monster than actually falling from the roof. Her short dark hair was messy and spiked with dry blood, and she was covered in bandages, hardly attractive at the moment, but she did not care. She had lost the life of two beautiful girls because she had not tried hard enough to save them and now she was condemned to live with that for the rest of her immortal life. In her eyes that was just as bad as taking a gun to both of them herself.

Alexia nodded. "Alright." She said softly. And pushed away from him a little so that she could try to stand up. she felt like she could but she did not feel like she would be able to run for very long. She let her legs hang off the side of the bed, then pushed herself up. and swayed for a second before regaining her balance. She gave a sigh of relief and walked around the bed to give a hand to Alphonse. Her eyes were no longer harsh and cold with a determined goal behind them. They were more like they had been in the beginning, soft and bright with only the slightest glimmer of hope in the dark depths behind them. "Thank you." she said kindly and a smile washed over her face.

Alphonse lifted Alexia's hand to his mouth and brushed the lightest kiss over her knuckles. "From you, there is no thanks required. It is good to see again in your eyes the Alexia that is very dear to us all. We would hate to lose you to all of this." This fighting, this loss, this guilt over what could not have been prevented. Enough was more than enough. Giving no more notice of Tom or his companion, Alphonse nodded politely to Dr. Surflue. "Merci beaucoup, monsieur. We will now take our leave." And he exited the apartment, Alexia's hand in his.