He followed the young man, curious but thinking. Maybe he could just end it quickly. Run to the fence and have it finished. Maybe he could use the blanket from his room, toss it up to one of the branches in the trees and begin pulling himself up. Then he could get to one of the other trees and over the fence and get down the same way. Maybe he could... He watched Alexis, smiling when he received a lick to the hand. Such an animal thing to do. Like he didn't know what else to do to get Jake's attention. How old was the guy, anyway? More than twenty, below twenty seven, somewhere in between there, it had to be right.

He looked at the pond and smiled a bit. Alexis loved the outside. No doubt, it was away from Dan. He stepped forward and knelt, putting his hand in the water and shivering at the cold. Oh, he loved that. Loved how cold it was. He put more of his hand down, his arm, up to his elbow and rubbed his hands together, then over his face. "Ah... That wakes me up." He smiled at Alexis, hoping his tension, stress, bubbling fear wasn't so obvious to be smelled. How acute was that tongue? How well could Alexis see? He wished he could ask but felt like that was prying too far. And what did he remember? What didn't he? It was so much at once.