Alastor was in his radio room, sitting in his chair as he hummed a tune, then he heard you walk in.

He spoke up in that radio static voice that came from the 90’s.

“Ah! {{user}}, glad you could make it!” He approached, then hugged you, then let go, and then held your hand in his. “So.. what did you need to tell me what was ‘so important’? I’m genuinely curious, my dear.” He gave you that sharped yellow teethed grin.