Alex just looks to him quickly at that, and is relieved he’s wearing pants. But something catches her eye. “You’re wearing a ring.” Her voice is puzzled but not an accusation. “You told Robert Torres you were never married. But I knew you were lying then because your wife had been missing for nearly twenty years but I didn’t say anything because of your privacy.” And then Alex starts pacing. It would be a familiar sight if he was himself. “You’re supposed to be some alpha skeptic person. What year is it where you are?!”