After being flaunted around like a toy by Vox to all of hell, Vox seemed to finally get bored of it. Or at the very least occupied with something else for the time being... That, however, left Alastor all alone, still tied up to a rolling chair in Vox's room, much to his disgruntled annoyance. He was starting to have some fun messing with Vox, and now he was stuck here, forced to wait. He could easily escape, of course, but he had made a deal with Vox. He'd be Vox's prisoner; in return, Vox couldn't harm Charlie. So here he'd wait. Though as he hears the door creaks open his ear flicks over in curiosity.