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[devoutish]

Yeah?

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[devoutish]

There comes a time when you just can't anymore. Yeah. You're all tapped out.

[He eases out of the bucket, careful not to tip it over, and nods to Royce.]

Take it. It's still warm.

[bywolves]

[ Royce stares down at the bucket for a moment. ]

You need it more.

[devoutish]

The bucket's not big enough to share. Go on, before it's cold.

[He's already drying his own feet off.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce gingerly puts his feet in the water, and actually shivers a little at the feeling of warmth. It's been ages since he's felt warm water. Weeks. Months? ]

I miss home. [ Royce says after a moment, mostly into his knees. ]

[devoutish]

[Alfie leans into his shoulder a little more.]

Tell me.

[bywolves]

The Rose and the Thorn. There was a back room, where Hadrian and I took our meals. It was quiet. You could hear people talking but it wasn't so loud that you couldn't have your own conversation. [ This is all stuff from a long time ago. He misses home, and he misses this, his life before, when Gwen was alive and he wasn't in charge of people who would kill him if he weren't. ] It burned down. There's nothing there, now.

[devoutish]

The Rose and the Thorn is the brothel?

[bywolves]

The tavern connected to the brothel. Brothel was Medford House.

[devoutish]

Did you kill the ones who burned it down?

[bywolves]

No. An army burned it down. The town was in ruins.

[devoutish]

War?

[bywolves]

Mm. War. Long story. Medford hasn't recovered. Or maybe it has. I don't have any reason to go there any longer.

[devoutish]

And your new home? Do you miss that?

[bywolves]

Haven't been there long enough. I'd just gotten there when I woke up here.

[devoutish]

Do you ever wake up and think you're there, for just a moment?

[bywolves]

All the time. [ And it's painful every time he realizes he's not. ] I assume you do, too.

[devoutish]

I used to.

[ He hasn't in a while.]

[bywolves]

Hurts less that way.

[devoutish]

No. It hurts more knowing that some part of me has given up on it.

[bywolves]

[ Royce is quiet for a moment, and then he reaches for that wine bottle to down another long pull. ]

[devoutish]

We need to stay here tomorrow. I'll need the day.

[bywolves]

I will too. [ Royce is anticipating a hangover. ] We can keep moving the day after. Head back up. Hotel is on the way. Might be nice for beds.

[devoutish]

Mm. Yeah.

[ His frown deepens. ]

Are we finishing this bottle?

[bywolves]

I shouldn't. [ Royce says, sliding further down the wall. ] But probably.

[devoutish]

I wondered last time, can elves get properly drunk? Can you feel it like I can?