"Oh Simon." Alex's heart's breaking more than a little bit that he's far more demonic than he is human now. Not only that but she's fairly certain that whatever had happened had happened around the Horn of Tiamat and getting it to Turkey is entirely either her fault, or it was done in her name. Simon was what he'd fought so hard against his entire life and it was her fault. She doesn't know how what else to say at first, but that doesn't mean that she lets him go--Alex is no fool and if she lets him go, he's gone.

"The security at the Vatican, right?" Alex doesn't wait for him to respond, because she's pretty sure that's what happened, and her chest feels tense. There's other questions that she wants to ask, but she's pretty sure that if Simon would have wanted to answer them, he wouldn't be knocking to her. Trauma or something else equally horrible, she doesn't want him to push himself anymore out of his comfort zone.

Still keeping that grip on his arm with one hand, Alex sits up and she reaches up to touch his face. "Oh Simon." But she's not run screaming from the room yet.