Like hell that was all Alec cared about. He'd mimic'd super strength enough to break things both accidentally and in an act of anger. He'd broken his hand once on a wall. Gaining super strength did not give him invulnerability. He didn't care much about the breaking things - well, he did, but it wasn't any of his actual shit. Just the wall, and the door. "If that's a dismissal, I'm not getting it," he said, knowing damn well that it was a dismissal.
"I know you don't want to talk about it," he said, which made it obvious that he had already heard, and it wasn't from Leo like it was supposed to be. Now wasn't the time for him to feel annoyance or anger about that. This wasn't his personal problem, he didn't get to have personal feelings about it. "The wall probably begs to differ but fuck the wall," he added, glancing at the hole. "So you can drink that vodka I got you for your birthday," because he knew Leo probably hadn't touched it, he didn't drink nearly as much as Alec did and maybe Alec had only bought it because it looked cool, "I can take your armor and you can punch me a little bit instead of shit that can actually break. And if you want, I can even punch back."