"It sounds...powerful. I can't even imagine. To touch so many people like that..." His words were almost absent minded as he looked down into the wine he was swirling in his glass. Alex's gaze had been on Wren as he spoke but something about the intensity of it had made him looked down once he finished.

One thing was for sure. He definitely needed to talk to Lara about Wren. He wasn't strong enough to sense if he was a fellow siren or not but he was educated enough to make a guess. It was his livelihood after all.

He'd had to compose himself before he looked up again. "I mean, I've traveled the world in my studies but I don't think I could say the same. I'm more the type to get lost in someone else's stories. I could sit for hours listening to someone tell the tales of their home land. To share their oral tradition, whether it's necessarily fictional or not and in their own language...it's like nothing else. It's like..." he thought for a moment for the right way to describe it, "being allowed entrance into someone else's world for a little while."