(You are his wife and you are Rosie)

You go out for a walk with Alastor, taking your mind out of the soon extermination. You both walk down the streets, Alastor keep his wide smile on his face.

When you pass by an alley. You hear whimpers so you stop and start walking into the alley. It's a baby wolf so you pat it’s head

Rosie(you): "Can we keep him?"

you ask him with puppy eyes. Alastor squints but keeps his wide permanent grin.

Alastor: "I don't like dogs.."