For a moment Richard's eyes shift to Alex when the Helvation mentions that she knows she's going to die. These are figments of their imagination, illusions speaking the words that they keep deep to themselves. It's why Warren is saying what he is now, it's why the Tall Pauls are creeping in as if they've been invited. It's why the Helvation is saying what it is now - because it really is what Alex believes.

Warren seems to take the opportunity to move closer. "Coralee was wonderful at her task you know, she took every last bit of hope out of you." Turning, he glances at Alex. "It's almost a shame we'll have to get rid of Alex, but then again, you're the one who brought her into all this."

This time Richard stepped forward, closer to the figment of the man he hated. His eyes were as hard as the first time Alex had seen them together, staring him down with a cold hatred. Moments like this, when the words the figment were saying were so real, seemed so much like what Warren would really say, really be planning, made it hard to remember that right now, he really was just a figment. What came out next was something he never wanted anyone else to see, not anymore. It was born of pure hated and anger. "Lay a hand on Alex Reagan and I'll destroy you." There was no question in his mind that he would. That he'd destroy the whole world to keep her safe. To Richard, there were very few things that mattered, and Alex was on the top of the list.