While he didn't used to, Alex had gotten into the habit of drinking alcohol while talking to people. While his powers often worked well enough to get what he needed, it made people comfortable and they talked more on their own when they were comfortable. Vodka had especially gotten him good results.

Something about the way Wren said he wasn't what he seemed sent a shiver down Alex's spine. He hid it by taking his glass which then hid his small intake of breath at that smile. He was not usually this effected by another. He blamed Will and all his romantic talk lately about Corrym that had to be it. He took a long sip of wine and let it warm his belly. "Entertainers do practice a type of shape shifting, I suppose. Projecting an image more then or different then what they are. I think it would be just as easy to lose one's true self as well." Maybe he should be glad he only had the tail of a shark, his humanity partly remaining.