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[devoutish]

Yeah?

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

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[devoutish]

I know.

[Royce's arm gets another pat.]

I'd go into battle for you. With your-- your elf armies.

[Or whatever he has.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce grins a little, lazy. ]

I know. [ A beat. ] Dunno how long you'd last taking orders from me.

[devoutish]

I'd tell you to fuck off and then I'd grab my sword.

[bywolves]

So business as usual. Less bathrobes and scalpels involved.

[devoutish]

I'd do it in robe and slippers.

[bywolves]

[ That gets Royce to laugh. It's less restrained because he's drunk. ]

[devoutish]

Do you laugh much at home, mate?

[bywolves]

No. Not really. [ He does sometimes, but life hasn't been kind to him... ever, honestly. ] Never thought about it.

[devoutish]

Mm. Yeah, thought not. That's a shame.

[bywolves]

Not a lot of things to laugh at. [ He closes his eyes. ] Not a lot here, either.

[devoutish]

No. But we should try, when we can. It'll drive off the rest of what we're feeling, a bit.

[bywolves]

[ He thinks that's sort of optimistic, even while drunk, but he doesn't argue. Instead, he just sighs. ]

Have to keep going. [ Maybe if he just says it like a mantra he'll make it. ]

[devoutish]

[He said "a bit", Royce!!!!]

Yeah. And you make me laugh. You do, honestly.

[bywolves]

[ You can't match up to his endless pessimism! ]

That's a first. [ Royce glances up at Alfie, slightly unfocused. ] People don't usually find me funny at all.

[devoutish]

Then fuck 'em. Yeah? Fuck 'em.

[bywolves]

[ Royce grins in that same lazy way. ]

Yeah. Sounds right.

[devoutish]

Go to sleep. I'll keep watch.

[He'll fall asleep within ten minutes.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce doesn't argue. He settles further into the blankets and closes his eyes - and he's out not long after Alfie. Both of them are going to sleep forever, honestly. ]