Alex probably wouldn't mind this memory being shared too much; she knows that there are far worse ones that the Sphere could show when it came down to that. However, she would be happier if it didn't show anything at all. But for the moment, Alex isn't even aware of the fact that her memory is on the network. It is, after all, not something that she's been thinking about in the slightest. Instead, she's been reading a book of her own on the sofa, and occasionally making notes on a notepad next to her. Despite Annie's message, of course she's still been investigating this; it's what she does after all.

Still, when she caught him looking at her over the top of his book, Alex raised a brow as she looked at him over the rim of her glasses with a puzzled frown. "What's up?" The question was simple and she just tilted her head at him for a moment, completely oblivious to the fact that he's aware of both how phone-sex worthy his voice is as well as the fact that Alex wanted to lick his neck within moments of them meeting.