“Well, that’s good to hear. About the alcohol I mean.” Xander almost asked if Luthor was able to make his way home, if Helen’s drunkenness was any indication of how much they’d had, but once she looked at him like that…he couldn’t say he cared about much of anything.

It was very tempting to fall into the intense gaze being set on him but Xander was more polite then that and also looked away when Alcuin spoke. “Please sit. You don’t have to go just yet. Always welcome means always welcome.” While he wanted nothing more than to follow through on the look Helen was giving him, he’d been serious when he’d said he wanted to help Alcuin, even with just simple company, and running him off wasn’t the way to accomplish that.