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Yeah?

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

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@jwatson; text; Day 276

[jumpthegun]

[John isn't particularly equipped for this right now, being unable to emote, but he knows the other man needs someone.]

I'm sorry about Royce. Where are you? Are you physically okay? What happened?

@ASolomons; audio

[devoutish]

Going for food.

[Ask three questions, get one answer that's not even a full answer.]

audio

[jumpthegun]

[That's worrying. He also knows Alfie wants him on audio, per usual. John glances over at Major Sholto.

'He'll find out sooner or later, Watson.'

John switches to audio. Alfie will hear a flat monotone from the doctor.]

What about the rest?

audio

[devoutish]

What's wrong with you?

[jumpthegun]

Death price. What about the rest?

[devoutish]

I'm all right. Wasn't an anomaly; nothing like that.

What sort of death price?

[jumpthegun]

I can't emote. That's all. It'll be fine.

[It's horrifying and he's screaming inside, wishing he could offer more to Alfie when he needs it. But that's not going to happen and at least as he is now, it's probably harder to tell when he's lying.]

What was it, if it wasn't an anomaly?

[devoutish]

Blood loss.

Can't emote, or can't feel?

[jumpthegun]

[John doesn't need to ask further. He wants to hit the wall, anger and frustration welling up inside him.]

Emote. It can feel everything again. I woke up yesterday. Sorry I didn't contact you. I thought it'd probably be disturbing, you hearing me like this after what just happened. I was waiting to go back to normal.

[devoutish]

It's fine; it's fine. It's all disturbing.

I didn't kill him.

[jumpthegun]

I didn't think you did. He showed me.

[John doesn't expect he needs to explain what Royce showed him.]

[devoutish]

I was wandering the house, ignoring everything. Not paying attention.

[jumpthegun]

Don't.

[Just that word, eerily calm and flat.]

No use blaming yourself.

[devoutish]

I'm not. Doesn't mean I haven't got regrets.

[jumpthegun]

Just don't dwell on them, all right?

[Says the man dwelling on the horrifying things he's done.]

[devoutish]

John.

[He sees you, buddy.]

[jumpthegun]

Alfie.

[He can play this game, too.]

Please don't turn this into being about me. It's not.

[devoutish]

I'm gonna hang up on you if you're gonna do this.

[jumpthegun]

[Alfie is an incredibly frustrating man, and John wants to snap at him. He can only continue in a calm monotone.]

I just mean I'm worried about you. I can deal with my own issues once my death price sorts itself out. I can't do much like this, anyway.

[devoutish]

I don't believe you're gonna deal with your own issues.

[jumpthegun]

I'm meeting up with Bucky, then Sherlock and Mary. They'll make me.

[devoutish]

Mm. Yeah, good.

I've got Quark. I'm keeping an eye on him.

[jumpthegun]

[John's heart skips a beat.]

He's a really good kid. He's a great kid.

[devoutish]

Yeah. Yeah, I always liked him.

[jumpthegun]

Take care of him.

[He'd be tearing up at this point. John can feel it welling in his chest, stuck there with no place to go.]

Please take good care of him, Alfie.