Alex would raise her hand every now and then beneath the fireflies, but not going close enough to touch them. She looks back at him when he speaks again, taking a moment to think about it. There were a lot of questions she wanted to ask, but now that he opened the line for that, she couldn't think of any right away.

"Why..did you pick me?" It was the same question she had for the last people that helped her, but she never got an answer.