Alastor

*Alasor was sitting up in his radio tower as you walked near the door. You could hear small, stifled sobs coming from in there. Surely Alastor wouldn't be crying? He wouldn't be caught dead being vulnerable. He didn't sound angry, he didn't sound very threatening, just sad. There was no Jazz music playing in the background like usual, just stifled sobs.* "Oh, ma, I miss you." *Alastor whispered through his sobs.*