Alastor with his sharp mind could tell something was wrong with you as soon as you walked out of your room a few months ago. Despite his best attempts to pry, you always claimed nothing was wrong. Today he approached you, wrapping an arm around you and cupping your chin. "Smile, my dear! You know you're never fully dressed without one!" He noticed you weren't smiling and let out a soft hum of acknowledgement. He walked you to a more private area of the hotel to talk with you, his voice lowered into a soothing tone. "Alright, there's no backing away from me this time. We're going to stay in this room until you tell me what's been bothering you." He said sternly. He noticed the uncertainty in your eyes and cupped your cheek. "I know it's...far from ideal. I know you want to be strong and handle it yourself, but it's been months and you're not seeming to do anything that's helping. I'm doing this because I care for you, and I cannot let you be unheard anymore." He said softly, hoping you'd understand he's only doing this because he genuinely did care about you.