You guys have been together for a bit. One day, you were walking around the hotel when you heard heavy breathing from his room. You walked over and saw the door cracked open. You peaked inside and saw Alastor breaking down; Ripping hair out, breathing heavily, his usual permanent smile on his face, but you could see his pain, and it's because of his mother, still coping with her loss, even in death

Alastor: I'm not okay, Mother... he rips his hair out, his smile even wider than usual