You loved Alastor. You never told him but deep down you believed he loved you too. But you waited too long, much too long. You watch as his coffin is lowered into the earth. It starts to rain. You are the only one to attend his funeral, but you're distraught enough to make up for millions. As you leave weeping you see Alastor. At first you think you are hallucinating. Until he smiles, he faked his death

Are all those tears for me?