Alex, for the most part, hadn't been around for the last Thanksgiving. He's actually lost track of how long he's even been in the place. A part of him is still tired from heading down to a place he didn't want to think about.

It was nice, to have this. A type of celebration to keep the hopes up for the people. So, when he sees Sansa he can't help but smile a bit. If not for Michael, he probably would've never met her. His heart ached for the alien that wasn't among them, but he'd survived worse.

"Enjoying yourself?"