Alex always felt he was terrible at offering and being reassuring. He could however offer her hugs and was more than happy to hold her and cuddle with her which he hoped was reassuring. He was just bad articulating it.
"Last thing I remember before being here was trying to work out if I should switch my flight to go see my brother or drive back." He stopped and smiled at her. Interrupting his own chain of thoughts. Did that mean he was at the centre of it? Did he cause it... He didn't want to be the one who ruined the mansion. He didn't want to be the one that hurt her like that. "I'm sorry." He wasn't sure what use that was or what would happen any different. But he was. He didn’t think. That was the problem sometimes. Rushing in headfirst just trying to help. To protect and he’d done something bad. He’d paid the price for it but at the same time hurt others.
“Did you at least get my car?” He loved his brother dearly but out of her or Scott getting the car, he’d rather know that the mustang was in her care. There was also his apartment… all things that made up his life. All the things left over from Sean... If it had been left up to Scott and his parents he did wonder what would survive. He wanted to tell her he was sorry again. Which he knew was pointless.