Mists Dismissed

"You…?! You changed your mind?!" Alexa's mind went through a state of confusion, amused disbelief because he could only be kidding. Then shock, to realize that Alexander was not kidding. Again incredulity and confusion, and finally, anger.

Yes, anger. "What are you saying, Alexander? You can't play around with that. You know what happened. You know it's not possible. You know that…"

Tying the straps on his shirt, he approached Alexa, as if he were very calm and in control,

"Alexa! Calm down. The inconstancy of life should excite your spirit. It's quite different from the immobility of death ... from which we rarely escape."

"Bullshit! Don't pour philosophy on me. Why are you doing this?! Have you gone crazy? You were the first to say I could ... No! You said I should! And that a piece of paper was nothing to us!" her voice was squeaky and trembling, and Alexa was so shocked and upset that she wished to punch Alexander.