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[devoutish]

Yeah?

[That's it, that's all you get.]

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[bywolves]

[ They're nearby! He stripped them off to put his feet in the water. ]

Not until Merrick taught me how. Merrick was the fox. Always. We'd still be together in Colnora if he hadn't - if he'd. [ Royce hiccups a bit, closing his eyes. ] I killed him, you know.

[devoutish]

[Alfie slumps back again when he has Royce's socks on to his satisfaction.]

Why?

[bywolves]

He was the closest person. After Gwen died. I thought it was him at first but I knew it wasn't when he said it. Wasn't him. It was Arcadius, but. I didn't care. I killed him. Stabbed him and threw him off a bridge.

[devoutish]

Mmmm.

[He rests his elbow on Royce's shoulder.]

[bywolves]

I don't know if I regret it. He sent me to Manzant.

[devoutish]

Yeah. He fucking deserved it, mate, didn't he.

[bywolves]

He was doing his job. Kidnapping Gwen. [ Royce says distantly. ] Not Manzant. That was a step I wouldn't even go.

Even after. Even after, I missed him.

[devoutish]

He was a-- was he a good friend while you had him, before all that?

[bywolves]

Mm. [ Royce closes his eyes. ] We were close. We were... he was everything to me, for a long time.

[devoutish]

And then he-- he fucking betrayed you.

[bywolves]

[ Royce turns to lay on his side. His whole head spins. ]

Yeah. He did. There was something I couldn't fix, after that. I loved him as much as Jade did, but he still broke it.

[devoutish]

[Alfie drops his hand onto Royce's other shoulder, patting it.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce hugs the pillow he's got. ]

Bad record. [ Royce sighs, voice muffled. ] People that I could spend my life with. Beautiful people. Just have a bad record.

[devoutish]

Beautiful--

[Alfie looks down at Royce, a little dumbfounded.]

You were in love with him?

[bywolves]

Little bit. [ He is very drunk, or he would not be admitting this. ]

[devoutish]

Fucking hell. I didn't know you-- with men--

[bywolves]

[ Royce opens his eyes, squinting up at Alfie. ] No. Just him.

[devoutish]

Yeah.

I'm not-- I'm only surprised, that's all.

[bywolves]

[ Royce closes his eyes again. ] Probably shouldn't've told you. Too much wine.

[devoutish]

No, no; I don't care; it doesn't bother me. It changes nothing. I still love you.

[He pats Royce's shoulder again.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce will take that and hold onto it for... ever, honestly. He pats at Alfie's hand. ] Okay. [ He sounds sleepy and reassured, at least. ]

Keep it to yourself. About Merrick. Sick to death of hearing comments from people.

[devoutish]

Mm, yeah. Not a word.

[bywolves]

Wouldn't marry you anyway. Too much beard.

[devoutish]

[Alfie starts chuckling at that. He doesn't laugh at lot these days, so it's an accomplishment!]

[bywolves]

[ It's kind of funny but it definitely makes him all warm and fuzzy on the inside. Being able to help Alfie in any way always does. Eyes closed, Royce sprawls out on the floor. He's quiet for a bit, just companionable silence, ignoring the sounds from outside - he whacks at Alfie later, when Alfie's talking to Watson, but not long after that, he falls asleep.

Until he hears Alfie's voice from across the room, anyway. ]