Alicia simply acknowledged what he had been up to prior to her arrival with a nod. She had half a mind to ask why he was putting himself through it, but didn't. Perhaps there was some sort of odd comfort in talking to the vase holding what was once Fred Weasley.
"I'm alright. I really came to make sure you were---" He was what? Okay? Coping? She was terrible at this comforting bit. Really she was. Alicia was better at turning her back and focusing else where when it came to the loss of loved ones. That was what she had done with Fred and Angelina had passed. The less she had to accept they were gone, the better.
"Let's go sit or something, yeah? Or clean this place up?" Alicia leaned down and retrieved a broken piece of a plate.