As if Vox couldn't tell Alastor was acting at him, right now. He gave a wry smile. His cameras were crystal clear, now... Alastor was really stunning. Lightly, Vox ran a (bloody) blue claw down Alastor's cheek. Those radio dials... the antlers... that'd been quite a sight.

Alastor was gonna forget his place, at this rate.

Words flashed as Vox "spoke" - subtitles instead of a voice.

You're looking at the future.