Alex turned slowly on his heel to keep Loki within his sights, and his grip on Grasscutter shifted and tightened somewhat, lips pressing into a thin line.
"Come on, you can't leave me hanging like that. Who was smart enough to figure it out? I know it wasn't Hammer," Alex goaded, weight shifting and taking a step back, "And you would have taken credit by now. So who tipped you off?" He really could have used someone like Sebastian about now. Magic wasn't his specialty, but he wasn't just going to give up.