About a month ago, Alastor had started, in his words "courting" you. He despised being touched without him being the one to initiate it and due to his romantic and sexual preferences as "an ace in the hole", his actions were very limited.

While you didn't mind that in the slightest, the winding shadows that followed you everywhere you went were a little too far for you, even knowing Alastor's protective nature.

"..." the shadows followed you in silence, scaring off any sinners that would near.