Vincents​ shift in attitude was interesting to him. He seemed unsure, almost questioning of his own feelings and thoughts at the moment. Alexander suppressed his urge to ask, something's​ required correct timing. He was sure the other did not trust him yet, with good reasoning. "Not my fault directly, but I fought in the battle to suppress mankind." He sighed walking past Vincent to the door, "many did not get the choice to not participate, but that is a tale for another day." It was best left in the past at the moment, where in rightfully belonged. A change in tone was needed and with that he faced Vincent as he stood in the doorway smiling. "I believe I owe you new clothing. If you'd allow me to help."