Hi. I'm Alec. My friend, Jace and I are signed up for the Perimeter Guard. We're on the thirteenth floor.

[He's focused on Alphonse but Alec's gaze drifts briefly to the lamp. The blue light that had surrounded it reminded him of Magnus' magic, but he doubts that warlocks can fix appliances that easily.]

I thought alchemy was changing one thing into the other, not repairing things.