Yes, that's Alice. Black coat, golden-white hair. She's wearing a red turtleneck sweater and those coke-bottle glasses that don't actually do anything for her vision.

"Hello Awen. Hello fox."
She smiles in return, just barely, and slows her pace once she catches up with Awen.

"Since Riverside I've been working on a way to replicate some of the effects of the angelsong we heard there."
"And we- I helped MERC members with a demon, and repaired a magical wellspring."
"Cultists, you say?"