[It probably says something about Alfonse that he doesn't startle at the sound of footsteps; Hel could easily send an assassin to take him in the night. Or she could just eradicate them while they're at their clear weakest. But for a being as cold and objective as Hel seems to be, she seems to have a sadistic side to her for sure.

It's only when it becomes obvious who it is that Alfonse allows himself to perk up, and ah...he supposes he should've expected company at this hour. But Alfonse certainly isn't opposed to who joins him; Hubert is a stalwart friend and equal, and knowing that the man has come by in his time of need is...

...It's nice, really. Alfonse's smile is warm when he regards the other man.]

Aha...my apologies. I suppose I have become a little bit more predictable, over time.

[Alfonse will gladly take that coffee like it's an elixir, though, good lord--give him the strength to get through this.]

Thank you. I'm afraid I simply cannot bring myself to sleep, when there is so much that needs to be done...and this will be a great help. I imagine it's the same for you, is it not?

[There's no judgement in his tone; it's simply objective, because he's the exact same way.]