Alex saw his mother's expression and thought maybe he had gone a little far in trying to show how he knew things about them. The look in his own eyes looked like grief for a moment, so he glanced down and spoke quietly. "Umm.. I, uhh.. sorry. I shouldn't say that.. why do I keep messing up.." He felt a little strained at the moment then. It shows in how he seemed more tense, gripping one hand to the couch as if it was a bad move to let go. He felt a hand holding his, a light squeeze. But no. It.. oh, right. Maybe that was a feeling from his body in Kansas. "Damn, going two states out was a very bad idea." He then looked at Damien. Then slowly back to Prue. "Please decide quickly. Please? I have to get back soon. I don't know how much longer I can stay." Hopefully it wouldn't make his physical self ill. "I should say. My future. The Croat virus? Never happened. Lucifer was stopped. Also? Mel and Adam have a son named Patrick. I guess the family sorta continues a tradition of naming their children after a certain alphabet letter. I got my name because it was what Mark would have named his own son, had he lived to have one. There were a few tragedies in Dad's life. But you, Mo- I mean, Prue. Being with you saved him."
Damien listened intently at the entire thing that was going on. He could tell that Prue really wanted to believe what they were being told. He did too. Though he noticed the young man seemed regretful at Prue reaction about her own mother, as if Alex was sorry about saying the wrong thing. It was strange, like.. he really was a son who had caused offense by going too far. But he also noticed that the boy seemed to be holding on and having a hard time of it. He was curious at the mention of Patrick, as well as Patricia. The zombie future didn't happen? Good. And everything else the teen said after that had truth to it. Especially about why he would choose to name him Alexander. No one, not even Prue, had known that. Obviously not yet, as neither Alex nor the daughter was even conceived yet. Unless last night.. well, no. He had more important things to focus upon. Plus, the kid did have their married last name, when the wedding was a couple months away.
"I think so," he said to Prue. "He does seem to know things only we know. Plus, Mel and Adam don't have any kids.. yet, you know. But using the P in your family happens a lot, from what you told me about history. We should also count the fact that.. well, look at him. He astral projected himself to us. He may have got that from you. From me.. well, anything. Maybe the affecting surroundings, the healing, or maybe even mind control or something. I don't think Patty has projection, or she would be here too." Damien then stepped closer to Prue and reached for her hand, giving a light and comforting squeeze. "I think he's real. We, yes, we should trust him. So maybe you could write up a spell to say when we get to our car, to transport us and it back in the complex parking lot?" He figured they should do it soon. Or at the least, let Alex know it was fine to return back to his physical body. It seemed to be a bit strenuous as time went by.