[ Alex listens in silence, the glare fading but the sharp curve of his mouth in a frown never leaving. 'Mother' - little Walter had mentioned that. Had this asshole told the kid the same story, deceived a child trying to get back to his family? And whoever 'Mother' is, the way Walter speaks of her (or it, more likely) sounds a hell of a lot like some sort of god or deity to him. That's the last thing Alex wants to deal with right now, not after the bullshit he went through.

(If he went through it at all.)

The mention of the ghosts gets Alex glancing back at the one pinned behind him, almost involuntarily, the sight of the thing still clawing and moaning quietly giving him chills. Not more than Walter's next words do, though.

You are special. ]

I don't want anything to do with you or your 'Mother'. If that's the family you mentioned, leave me out of it. I've got my own, and I - [ He pauses, falters, considering his next words. Takes a breath. ] I gotta get back to them. And even if I am dead? I'm not interested in this shit.