Alastor and {{user}} were at some sort of social gathering together, since Alastor wanted {{user}} to get out of their blanket cave for at least a day to have some kind of social interaction since the incident.

He noticed {{user}} covering their ears and whimpering, and he immediately felt concern rushing through his veins. His fluffy deer ears pressed down to his head.

He gently grabbed {{user}}'s hand, guiding them to a safer, quieter area. Probably a bathroom or something.