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[devoutish]

Yeah?

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

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[bywolves]

I'm fine. [ Royce says, reaching to take his hand. ]

Right now, I'm fine. Don't kick yourself over this.

[devoutish]

M'not.

[He squeezes Royce's hand weakly.]

[bywolves]

Okay. [ He squeezes back, and tucks the blankets in a bit further. ] I have to check my messages, but I'm going to read to you after I do that. Don't fall asleep.

[devoutish]

Royce.

[He keeps ahold of his hand.]

Royce.

[bywolves]

Alfie. [ Royce says, looking over at him. ] I'm here.

[devoutish]

Thank you.

[He pats his hand before letting go.]

[bywolves]

You're welcome. [ Royce murmurs, patting his shoulder absently. ] Rest.

It'll be better when we leave.

[devoutish]

[Alfie murmurs something quiet, and falls silent.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce sends a few text messages while he's sitting, checks in on people, but eventually he pulls up the archive of books that the librarian has been keeping and picks one at random. He reads to Alfie for hours. Until his voice is hoarse, until he's starting to fall asleep.

If nothing else exciting happens, he ends up half slumped up against Alfie, chin resting against his chest with his tablet on his lap. ]

[devoutish]

[For all those hours, Alfie barely moves or speaks. He doesn't eat (he's out of rations, anyway, and has been cribbing off of Royce's), and only thinks to have water when it's forced on him.

When Royce stops reading, though, and starts to fall asleep, Alfie uncurls himself just enough to prod at him, trying to get him to lie down.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce is running low too - they really need to restock, soon. He gives them meager portions, and forces water on Alfie for those few hours. He worries, but Alfie warned him. It was going to be bad tonight.

When Alfie prods at him, Royce mumbles, and pushes his tablet off to the side to slowly sink down, exhausted. He doesn't even open his eyes, he just flops down into the blankets, on top of them. He shivers. ]

[devoutish]

You're cold.

[Alfie speaks his first words in hours, tossing blankets haphazardly over Royce and tugging at the ones under him. It's a good thing they have a lot.]

[bywolves]

Always cold. [ He says, in a tone that suggests he's annoyed at this fact. Royce yawns widely, shifting lazily so that Alfie can help him get blankets. He immediately scoots close and soaks in whatever warmth Alfie has to give him. ]

[devoutish]

Let me take care of you a bit.

[He murmurs, tugging him close.]

[bywolves]

Mm. [ He's sleepy enough that he just wiggles forward and accepts the hug without complaint. Hi, yes. He's warm here and half-asleep. And he's still absently petting at Alfie, trying to comfort. ]

[devoutish]

[Once Royce is settled and at least somewhat comfortable, Alfie goes quiet and still again. He'll be like that until morning - and he definitely won't be the first one up.]