[That felt, that feels entirely too good with his arm around her, with him inhaling her scent and having his own just waft around her like that. She blushes from the tips of her ears down to that impressive bodice of her dress, and there is a little sound of disappointment when he lets go of her like that. She doesn't want him to. She really doesn't want him to in a way that's like not wanting gravity to let go of her.

Still for a moment, Alex just swallows. She tries to be like she'd normally be but there's something else there, and it doesn't feel like cotton to her. No, to Alex it feels like magnets being pulled to it's polar opposite, something harder to deny when she watches him. Maybe it's a little bit like fog though, brought in by the rushing of her blood.

She could swear that it almost feels it calling his name.]

There's something going on. I'm not sure what, honestly. I... Today was weird after I lost you in the market. I don't know how to explain it.