Alec was feeling guilty. Yes, he was capable of such things. Alec had recently come into contact with one of his friends from before he was turned, and it had shocked him into a wave of more human feeling. It was not to say that he had not felt guilt for what he had done to the poor teenager before - but there was something much more deep about it now. He really hated that he had condemned him to something he may not have wanted.
Though he did not torture Kosta, maybe it was truly no better than what she had done to him.
The thought was nauseating. "Hey," he said, walking over to the boy. He had been so intrigued by this kid. He had lost it so hard. "Feeling ok?"