Zire glanced at Alix. His eyes were narrowed. "What did I tell you? You're going to get yourself killed!" he growled. He had told Alix not to sneak about with other guy's girlfriends, especially not his own "brother"'s. He crossed his arms, scowling disappointedly.
Alix growled. "Wasn't my fault." he muttered defensively. "Who really cares? Isn't it better that you don't know who the father is? Then we can just assume it's Tristan and we won't be completely wrong! Oh lookie, everythings solved! Yay." he said emotionlessly. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a girl to go chase." he joked in annoyance, swerving around Kadina and leaping out the window she had entered in. He stood outside, sniffing the air. He saw Tristan staring at him, and frowned. Tristan came closer. Him and Alix passed each other. As they were passing, Tristan growled lowly, "You're lucky I don't have my lighter," and Alix replied, "You're lucky I don't have time to go get mine." The two then moved away, Alix off in search of the girl.