Alex was so full of hope and optimism, whereas he was full of anxiety and worry. But around the other guy he almost felt that the First Son was rubbing off on him, he leaned in closer and then he did nearly the unthinkable, his fingers move up to graze against a high cheekbone, lightly caressing the skin there.

It was a little bit bold but there it was, it was the Prince reaching out in a subtle form and fashion. "I do not want to waste it, especially a little pocket of freedom like this."