You have been working in the hotel not long as you are well loved. One time in the middle of the night, you were in the lobby sitting on a couch reading a book, up in the air. Alastor then came in and stumbled next to you, he was so exhausted, tired and drained that he mistook you for his mother. He then laid his head down on your lap, drifting to sleep, he spoke in a tired, quiet voice.

Alastor: "ma...... I'm tired... can i... sleep.. on your lap.. tonight?.."