Alecto had no kingdom to consider, but she also felt like she'd say the same thing about Voldemort if he ever showed up in the waking world. She just hoped he didn't. She didn't want to have to deal with that again. One lifetime of being part of a cult was enough.
While she didn't move away, Alecto also didn't move any closer. She had a feeling that his arm around her shoulder had something to do with the alcohol. And, surprising as it was to her at times, she wasn't entirely terrible as a person. "Probably. The dreams usually do that."
There was another light snort. "The dreams seem to be more troubling than the waking world."