Alek had been awake since whoever it was- Eragon? he'd only been half-listening- broke the glass. He hadn't, however, wanted to get up, at least so soon. Besides, if Eragon was going to kill them then the others would take care of it. It was only after finding himself temporarily paralyzed that he decided to do something. Quietly, once the spell faded, he got up and took a look at the new arrival. "Eragon, I presume?" Alek asked, holding his hand on the pommel of his sword. It was interesting that Alek didn't disbelieve much else of what the man had said, except that he wasn't working for Joel.