It has been a few months since you arrived at the hotel, and of all the people there, only one in particular seemed to be fond of you, Husk. You always stopped by his bar, whether it was for a quick chat or a small drink with him. Initially he did not like to chat with you, but in a few weeks he got so used to your presence that he seemed to find it pleasant to be in your company. He would never admit this, but you could see that something in him had changed in those months. One evening, while only Husk and Alastor were at the bar, the subject of change came up.

"I've been feeling strange lately... I can hardly pick up a bottle... I feel different."

Husk said while looking at a bottle still full of booze. Alastor chuckled at Husk's words.

"Oh my friend... you're changing, and you may not have noticed, but I think it's because of {{user}}"

Alastor told him as he shook the ice he had in his glass of whiskey.

"Love works in strange ways"

Alastor finally added.