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[devoutish]

Yeah?

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

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[devoutish]

More likely he just forgot. He's not interested in making himself look better now.

[But Alfie is still pissed, because it's an important detail to have left out, purposefully or not.

He pauses, then snaps:]

I hope this haunts him.

[bywolves]

It will. He's that type.

She's going to get away with killing me, you know.

[devoutish]

Oh, you haven't heard. He's taking responsibility for her.

[You can just hear the eyeroll in his voice.]

Yeah, he even offered to let me attack him in place of her, in case I was feeling mindlessly vengeful.

[bywolves]

[ Snort - and then he laughs. It's his mean laugh. ]

She needs to take the responsibility. She did it. [ A beat. ] He really does not understand. I told him I wanted nothing to do with House anymore. He just thinks we aim to be needlessly violent.

[devoutish]

What - do you mean to say I don't give off the impression of unending bloodlust?

[Definitely teasing back here.]

[bywolves]

[ Alfie is the best. Royce breathes out another sound of amusement. ] Oh no. You're very terrifying, Solomons. Unending bloodlust leaks from your pores.

[devoutish]

[In Alfie's mind, unending bloodlust would be easily outsmarted and therefore not terrifying. But pointing that out would ruin the joke.]

He did tell me he didn't contact the Admin. Your death was punishment enough.

[He's so pissed, Royce.]

[bywolves]

[ Oh. Wow, that's rude. Royce actually sort of bristles. ]

Punishment enough. As if he gets to decide.

[devoutish]

I asked him if he knew what alerting the Admin would do. What she would do. He didn't have any bloody idea.

[So. Pissed.]

[bywolves]

[ WOW, okay, so now Royce is actually angry. ]

He doesn't know what it would do. It could have killed me on the spot. Ecks would not have even had to do it.

Could have marked me in general. Could have made me a target.

[devoutish]

What a good man he is, eh? Hero of the town. The moral fucking paragon we should all strive to be.

[bywolves]

You're right. I hope this haunts him to his grave.

[devoutish]

There is one more thing.

[And it's not something Royce is going to like.]

[bywolves]

Might as well ruin my day further. What.

[devoutish]

When he was explaining to us what had happened, he told us he heard you say Gwen's name.

[So that's something Watson knows now.]

[bywolves]

[ Oh, good. He's fuming. ]

I must've... [ A beat. Quietly: ] He doesn't deserve to know her name.

[devoutish]

No.

If he mentions it to me, I will tell him to fuck off.

[bywolves]

[ Sorry, Royce is thinking about Gwen, now. There's a long pause. ]

Tell me if he does. I have no intention of speaking to him again.

[devoutish]

Mm, yeah.

I'm gonna be aware of what area he's in, for a time. We'll avoid his buildings.

[bywolves]

I appreciate it. [ His tone is warmer, here. Shh. ]

[devoutish]

Fucking hell. Life here, eh?

[It's the worst.]

[bywolves]

At least we're alive.

[devoutish]

Yeah.

[But for how much longer?]

Take what good you can get, where you can fucking get it..

[bywolves]

[ Alfie gets an affirmative noise as a response.

And a while later, at least an hour, after Royce has dragged himself to curl up for the rest of the day, Alfie gets a very quiet and solemn: ] Thank you.

[devoutish]

Yeah.

It would've been harder here, without you.