"Yep, that's me! It's good to see you again." Alastor looks good; a lot better than he had when he'd visited the -- imp? He's not really familiar with hell's races beyond those he's personally interacted with, and it's hardly the type of thing that comes up -- his, let's go with that, cottage in the middle of the woods. Though, then again, that was partially colored by his own poor experiences in the swamp. Maybe Alastor was feeling great then too!

Ralsei spreads his arms wide and grins. "You look like you've done pretty well for yourself here! I'm really happy for you."