[ There's a pause as he looks over Henry. Did he ever hope that one day someone would come and do just that? Kick down the door to the lab and set him free? Bring him to someplace he'd be safe and loved?

Alec is several decades too late to have come riding in light a knight on a white horse. Perhaps now, though, this at least counts for something. ]

I wouldn't say no to a little telekinetic muscle in my corner. But only if you want to. I don't ever want you to feel like I keep you around just because you're useful.