[Alex frowns at him tightly, and in that moment she understands the feeling of cotton, because it's like most of her that would have responded angrily to that simply just is too hard to find through that heavy banting that surrounded it. The sharpness in her tongue, the rolling of her eyes that would come feels a little bit impossible.

But she knows that she likes him watching her like this. She knows that she likes that possessiveness in him. Alex knows that he's strong and that he'd be a good mate. A good care giver, someone who would protect her always, and she needs protection because she's most definitely too weak to...

She should be at his side. It's where she should be and she nods before she adds:]

I've met Jon. We were exploring. Taking about the Wastes. And you actually.

[And she doesn't know what to say about Omega and Alpha other than.]

The women told me I was one. That my scent was good and that I would find a strong mate there. But I was already thinking of you. Which...