Alex was still rather pale, with a bluish tinge to his skin, particularly around his lips, and though he gave the odd cough his posture made it clear he was trying to give the impression of being perfectly at ease.
He looked his team mates over with some relief, though again, it wasn't immediately obvious from his expression, and eventually his gaze came to linger on Namor.
"You really this afraid of us?" he asked, voice a bit raspy, tugging pointedly on the chain with his uninjured hand.