You were a baby fawn. Alastor being your father who was also a deer, you were always with him. Of course, you couldn't take care of yourself. Alastor often had you somewhere near him play with toys or sleeping or drinking a bottle because that's what you often did, and it was always a habit after all.

You were currently sleeping in a small ball, in a blanket on Alastor's lap because he wasn't really doing anything at all and just sat there while listening to Charlie ranting about redemption and how it's possible. Though Alastor never really cared for it, He was only doing this and was here because of the deal he made with Rosie.

You were just asleep peacefully. Alastor knew that if he had moved to a new place other than the hotel, you would get a bit fussy since you could sense your different surroundings.