[Universe, she's cold isn't she? Kun-Kun fixes Lexa with a blank look, then lets his attention fall to the boy. He clears his throat, a small noise, and wipes his hands on his pants a few more times before rolling up to his feet. That, at least, is smooth - athletic, even.]

We'll be all right. Won't you, Callix?

[The man in question raises his hand, palm red with blood. He grimaces out a grin.] Sure, why not.

[Kun-Kun nods, curt. The flash of emergency vehicles streak past the mouth of the alley way, a squeal of sirens.] Floran probably has your contact info already. I'll-- I don't know. I'll forward it or something. Or invite you to lunch. Something. You should get with security. Tell them about your friends inside.