"Just need a couple of days, really," he says, pulling back his hand. He hops off the desk, cracking his neck and running a hand over his chest once more. ED-E beeps in question, and Alex again whistles a negative.

Drew can't pretend tact. "Are you actually talking to it--"

ED-E makes a rude sound, and Alex smiles tightly. "Him, actually. Not it." He looks back at Ellis. "Got two more questions for you at the moment. Do you have casual wear on you? If not, I have something that should fit you. Second."

He pauses, then shifts to face the guy directly, giving an intent look. "Are we honestly good here?"