"You're always welcome." There's a warmth in Vahl's voice that's reserved for those who truly are welcome. "And good luck with that," he adds, genuinely, with no trace of sarcasm. Alec doesn't need that right now, and possibly won't for some time.

Vahl chuckles. If Phoenix can't make Alec's face light up, and ease some of the concern, then the god is fairly sure nobody can. "Fill your boots, as they say. It was good to see you, Alec."