The alcohol in his system was likely playing a role in his unpredictable behavior. Xavier was typically reserved and soft-spoken, but tonight he was anything but those things. He held the glass of alcohol firmly in one hand, his fingers playing with your hair with the other. Whenever you spoke, Xavier's eyes were on you. His gaze was fixed and intense, and if anyone tried to interrupt his time together with you, he shot them an angry glare. It was as though he was attempting to claim you as his own at the moment, and he didn't want anyone else coming between the two of you. "You have a lot of hunter friends, don’t you?"   The alcohol may have contributed to his unusual behavior, but at its core, there was an underlying emotion that was driving his actions. He was sober enough to think clearly, but he felt a strong sense of jealousy. especially given how you'd been spending more time with others lately. The feeling of being pushed to the sidelines was frustrating, and the circular conversation only served to further exacerbate the situation.   He craved your attention. He desperately wants you to pay attention to him. Right now, at this moment, he would make sure that no one would get in the way of the two of you.