Alex had been so engrossed in his Latin homework, he hadn't heard Emilie come in. He straightened at the sound of her voice, startled for a moment, but then relaxed a little when he recognized it. When she draped her arms around him, he turned his head a little, raising an amused eyebrow.

"Emilie," he smirked. "He's on a cleaning rampage again, I didn't have much of a choice." He closed his book in his lap. "What about you? What brings you out and about?"