The vampire gathering had been amazing for Alex. As much as the boards allowed her to talk to everyone, to be in a big group of people and be seen, acknowledged. She had actually been slightly shocked at first before she practically exploded in a flurry of sociable, bouncing up to just about everyone and talking to them. Even though some possibly had trouble understanding her accent, none of that had mattered to the excited Scot.
Even so though, the vast majority of her time was spent with Hal, Hal who she was so proud of. She would always be proud of him, no matter what he thought of himself. And Alex was no idiot, she knew Hal had doubts about himself, his strength. That he had moments of weakness. That didn't shake her faith in him.
As a ghost, there were certain limitations in their relationship, and Alex did often wish she could offer him more than she could. But what she could do was make fucking amazing tea. So she did, regularly. Like right at that moment, for example. She rentaghosted in, holding the steaming mug, and saw Hal staring at the dominoes table.
"Everything okay?" Her tone was casual, but the expression in her eyes was slightly concerned. Just because she had faith in him, didn't mean she didn't worry as well. He kept making life so difficult for himself.