For a moment Alec stared up at the sky and quietly cursed in some language. It was obviously rude and obviously not directed at Jordan. Looking back at Jordan he sighed.

"Be'sed, be'sed," Alec said - it sounded like his version of 'Okay' and pinched the bridge of his nose, "It sounds like you're not just an empath but a psychometric. That's why you're picking up things when you touch them. You probably need new gloves. First things first... actually second thing first - first would be strangling whoever let you out without shields - can you sense me. I'm shielded."

His shields were pretty tight; able to keep him free of intruding thoughts from annoying highly telepathic boyfriends.