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Don't be ashamed Alex, Sal did have fabulous hair.

Ah, so that was his name. Soren. Hm. Well, that was good to know, and he stored the information away for later. "Of course, little filly." Sal said sweetly enough, adding her information to his own little booklet before passing it off to the one apparently named Alex. The mild banter over the blood on the clothing made him chuckle; his scarf was covered in it, as were his hands. "Ah, young love." He chuckled to himself in amusement. "Colt, before you go and buy this lovely filly a new one, perhaps visit me once I am settled. I used to have this magnificent potion to get blood out of clothing." There was a certain sadness to his voice, one he was trying very hard to mask behind a fox-eyed smile. He had lost his home and most of those he knew and loved, after all. Including his workspace and research.

"Thank you, ah, Alex." He repeated the name, his red eyes peering through long white lashes to see the scrawl on his note pad. "By the by, my name is Salbei, most just call me Sal." Tsk tsk, forgetting his own manners how terrible. "I don't have a permanent address at the moment, but as we are scarce it should not be too terribly difficult to find me when the time comes." Again that hint of sadness, masked by a pleasant smile. Anything he could do to get over it, anyway.

"It seems we are having some trouble..." And be we he meant Soren, because Sal had yet to do more than lazily swing his bolas. "Would you two charming scarelings mind helping capture it?" It was severely wounded, there was no reason it should still be this hard to catch!

Filly? Colt? Young love? Alex shifted around a little uncomfortably, frowning slightly, his hands tucking into his pockets once he was finished penning out his information for the horseman who had asked for it. Since Taryn wasn't reacting to the horseman's assumptions, Alexander felt it might be best to just ignore them as well. There was really no need to explain that his relationship with Taryn was strictly as friends, was there? Especially not to a horseman that, even after his reassurances that he would be contacting them later, they would likely never see again.

"Uh ya, that sounds good." The zomboil shrugged, though he didn't really give the offer much thought. His gaze was wandering over towards the Alpaca once more, and he may have unconsciously licked his lips as he stared at it.

The creature, while weakened, was still darting around, refusing to be captured. "Sure, I mean, I can try but..I'm not really all that fast." Alex admitted as he pulled his hands out of his pockets and waited for the Alpaca to go traipsing past him before attempting to grab a hold of it.

As he expected, he failed miserably, and only managed to have the tips of his fingers graze over it's fluffy neck before it veered away from him. It was probably for the best, really. If Alex got a hold of that Alpaca again, it might have been a little bit difficult for the others to make him let go.

((I'm just going to get some sort of post in to keep this moving, sorry in advance for the suckage? :'D))

Like the others Soren went for the alpaca. He was close, but no sugar cube. The alpaca sidled out of reach and that was that, though he was starting to look slightly annoyed.

Knowledge of the land would actually mean that Alexander got out and about and paid attention to his surroundings better, rather then spending most of his time slouched over looking at the ground or with his nose buried in a book. No, he really had no idea where they might be able to 'herd' the creature in order to capture it.

"Uh...maybe if we all just stand in a circle around it and slowly close in. Whatever direction it darts then at least there will be somebody, or even two people, able to try and grab it, and it might not just escape all together." Not that it even looked like it was going to escape, at the moment. It really looked more like it was going to fall over, so it was a little offputting when it always seemed to find a burst of energy any time Alex tried to reach out and grab it, as he tried again now when it came too close.

Swing and a miss. Still, he followed his own advice and wandered a little ways away from Taryn and the famine horseman and situated himself so that most of their angles would be covered.

((idek. ******** alpaca)

Obviously it was Soren's idea.

The cornering idea seemed to have worked, finally. With them spread out the alpaca apparently decided that the safest way out was past the one who had at least somewhat protected it. As it tried to run past Soren he turned and leaped, a rather lithe move for someone that looked so cumbersome. He managed to get a good arm locked around the creatures neck, and the rest of it was just pitting his strength against that of the weakened alpaca.

"Good work, herd," he told them, already beginning to move the alpaca back toward horsemen territory. High praise indeed coming from the guardian.

Apparently Alex's idea had worked just fine, though he had done very little himself in actually capturing it. "Uh..thanks..." He said, slightly puzzled at the odd praise coming from Soren as he wrangled the alpaca away. Part of Alex was sorry to see his meal leave, though the other part of him, the part that was still a little annoyed with the slimy green spit coating his shirt, was somewhat glad.

He then turned his attention back to the much more personable horseman. The word 'children' set his teeth on edge just a little. He was nearly an adult, thank you very much! But he still reached out to shake the offered hand, his own grip quite firm as well.

"I'd appreciate it." He nodded, though again, he had to wonder if he would ever actually hear from this particular horseman ever again.

With both horsemen gone, Alex looked over towards Taryn, offering her a large smile. "Well, that was certainly...interesting! I don't know if I ever thanked you for coming along and trying to help me so..thanks!" He shoved his hands into his pockets rocking back and forth on his heels a little.

"I don't mean to rush away, but I'm going to have to go and get changed." He was supposed to have a job interview that afternoon, and it would likely take him a good long while to get there, so he figured the earlier he got started, the better.

"I meant what I said about helping to fix your jacket though. Let me know if you need any help with it." He then took a hand out of his pocket to give her a wave. "See ya later!" He said, while turning and shambling back off towards the undead dorms.