He thought maybe talking to Eric would take the edge off his paranoia, but it only seems to have made his nerves more raw. Alejandro is so angry that his grip on things he very much prefers to keep a grip on is swiftly becoming tenuous. A shift - in reality - and the air in the room feels suddenly charged as though something took a breath in and changed, the edges of clothing and wisps of hair floating, electric, and Alejandro looks unreal. Inhuman. Over-saturated and haloed.

And then quicker than it began it's over. Like a brick dropping. What Jon's saying clicks into his head, and whatever terrible thing Alejandro almost allowed himself to be overcome by helps (practically by accident) allowing him unearthly insight.

Good call, knowing what killing Hephaestion would do to him. Alexander is horrified he's done this much. His hand falls and he staggers back and stares at him, stunned and frightened and sorry and too overwhelmed to even say anything.