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[devoutish]

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[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?

[bywolves]

[ Royce laughs, but it's not a nice sound, and it's not so much mirth as it is just bitter. ]

Half. [ Royce corrects. ] And yes. Far as I'm aware I can get drunk.

[devoutish]

Yeah. So can Jews.

[It's something like a joke. ]

[bywolves]

[ Royce snorts. ]

Amazing. Another thing we have in common. [ A beat. ] Only been really drunk - twice? Three times. Including here.

[devoutish]

When were you drunk at home?

[bywolves]

Once with Merrick. Once with Hadrian. [ And once with Alfie. All three of his best friends. ]

[devoutish]

Which one was more fun to drink with?

[bywolves]

Merrick. [ Royce has sunk down to the floor, now. He's had more than enough to loosen his tongue. ] We stole our wine. Drank it on rooftops. Theft of the damn stuff was almost more intoxicating than the alcohol.

[devoutish]

On rooftops. Fucking hell.

[bywolves]

[ Royce's lips twitch slightly. ]

Ever climb to a roof after a bottle of wine?

[devoutish]

No, I have not. I've never stolen wine either.

[bywolves]

Not even once? What sort of criminal are you?

[devoutish]

The sort who doesn't steal wine.

[He is going to steal this wine from Royce's hands, though, and take another drink.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce is now flat out on the floor, head spinning, so Alfie steals it pretty easily. For a moment, he just lays there. ]

Merrick - Merrick was my hero. [ Royce says, absently. He hiccups a bit. ]

[devoutish]

[Don't be on the floor, Royce. Alfie slides a pillow under his head, and retrieves that bucket, the water in it now completely cold.]

What was he like? You haven't told me much about him.