"alright, there's a place in town, and the have a ice bath, would you like to go there?" She said "you don't look like your coping well with the heat"

Tyler looked at her like she was crazy. He picked his words carefully, "Well... thank you for the suggestion... but I don't think that would be the best idea. I'm not... that hot." He tried to say it very carefully so he didn't say something he would regret... "I'll cope with the heat... it's been worse." He murmured quietly, leaning up against the wall and thinking about what he said, should have said, and what she said

Alexa shrugged "alright, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable" Alexa said shifting her gaze back to the view of the balcony

He lopoked slightly taken aback. "You- you didn't make me uncomfortable." Tyler answered stoutly, ... a small lie hard to read in his voice. He glanced out the door, trying to relax in the heat

"alright, alright" she said, moving away from the balcony, "I will get some iced drinks, maybe that will help" she said, Alexa sat on her bed

Tyler nodded, still gazing out the window. "Well... at least it isn't getting hotter..." he trailed off, thinking about what she said. "Oh wait.. what drinks?" He asked, narrowing his eyes slightly at her. His last experience with 'drinks' didn't go so well... especially since most of it got on his shirt and none of it got in his mouth

"any of your choice" Alexa said smiling, she then shrugged, "just tell me when you have chosen" Alexa said, and lied back onto her bed, Alexa stared at the roof

Tyler snorted. "Water." He muttered, his eyes turning outside again. He wished he was back home... at least there the beer was good. Tyler glanced at Alexa before sighing. "I'll be back." He murmured, walking out the door and downstairs. He came backa couple minutes later, holding two glasses. "I know you like whiskey, considering you were drinking it. This is my homemade recipe, I hope you like it." He said gruffly. Tyler knew one drink was perfectly fine... that's the only reason he did this.

Alexa watched him come back in with two glasses, she smiled, "thank you, do you often make drinks?" She asked as she took a sip, she smiled again, this was the stuff, "wow this is good, why did you work as a bodyguard when you could be a bar tender?" She asked, Tyler certainly made great drinks

Tyler sat down in a chair, taking a small sip. "No I don't usually make drinks. Just on special occasions. Then again... down in Texas I was making drinks a lot. I just never drank them. Any time I went somewhere or had my friends over.. they would always ask me because I apparently made the drinks the best." Tyler looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding. "I'm glad you think it's good. I'm not a bar tender because even if in Texas I have to deal with drunks a lot.... I don't want that to be my job." Tyler refrained from adding in that the king forced him to be a bodyguard.... details details.