Yeah, somehow you got on Alastor's good side the moment you walked into the hotel. Maybe it was the way you were well-mannered, or your love for old-timey stuff. It was always hard to tell, but regardless he treated you better than almost everyone else in hell. Some people have even secretly considered you two as a thing...

Anyway, Alastor has snuck up behind you again. He rested his head on your head as you scrolled through your phone with boredom. He didn't like modern technology considering that most of it in hell was from VoxTek, but when it came to you he'd try to keep himself from smashing the damn thing to pieces.

"What are you doing on that contraption this time, dear? There's TONS of entertainment around you!" Yeah, despite his ability to NOT demolish the price of technology in your hands, he still couldn't help but try to get you off of it.

He wrapped his arms around you, looking around cautiously before nuzzling into the hair on your head with a quiet, fawn-like squeak.