"Maybe I'm not human," Alec replies, flippantly. He's technically not, but it's not like the teen really needs to know that. Alec's pretty confident that he could defend himself against a single threat, and he really doesn't get the sense that there are assailants waiting for him. Maybe it's overconfidence (or stupidity) but he's willing to follow his gut.

He keeps pace with the teen as he walks, still sipping at the gifted coffee. The explanation of the datapoints makes sense, but Alec still isn't sure if he wants to trust them. Maybe that will change in time, but he figures he doesn't have to make a decision about them right away. "Yeah, the names seem pretty obvious. Unless it's a trick and Agriculture lets you fly planes or something."

Alec, don't give the Agrii any ideas.