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[devoutish]

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[furgood]

[Is it possibly to feel hotter? Maybe. But she just can't find it in herself to be shy about something when she's like this. Her voice is breathy, all that movement she's not stopping] Thank you. [She catches him for another quick hot kiss ] You're handsome. I don't think I've told you that.

[bywolves]

Mm. [ Pet, pet. ] He does that to everybody. Did you call him out on it?

[devoutish]

I've done before. It doesn't accomplish anything. No, I walked away from it. If he does not want friends, well, then he won't have them.

[bywolves]

Yeah.

Tried to talk to him about Bucky but he won't hear it, so. [ Honestly: ] He's more what I'm used to. When it comes to people. I wasn't sure if it was just because it was me or not.

[devoutish]

No, no, it's not just you. What did you tell him about Bucky?

[bywolves]

That this problem with Bucky losing his mind at the slightest trigger needs to stop before it ends up hurting someone other than John.

[devoutish]

I told him the same, later on.

[So apparently he hasn't completely cut off contact with Watson.]

[bywolves]

[ That's what Royce figured. A pause. ]

I don't understand why he thinks it was his fault that he set Bucky off.

[devoutish]

Have you ever heard John blame someone else for something when he could possibly blame himself?

[bywolves]

No. I haven't. That's true. [ He curls closer to Alfie. ] He is frustrating.

[devoutish]

If Bucky lays a finger on Emily, I will kill him.

[bywolves]

[ Icily: ] I will help you. And I will make sure he stays dead.

[devoutish]

How are you gonna do that?

[bywolves]

I will find a way, if he hurts Emily.

[devoutish]

I do love it when you say things like that.

[He's not being glib here - he fully means it.]

[bywolves]

Mm. [ He rests his head on Alfie's shoulder. ] I know you do.

[devoutish]

Yeah.

[Pause.]

Will you tell me something?

[bywolves]

Of course.

[devoutish]

How often do you think about Timeless?

[bywolves]

[ Quiet, then: ]

Often enough that it bothers me enough to drink myself into a stupor, I suppose.

[devoutish]

[Thought so.]

Have you talked about it enough that you don't want to talk about it more?

[bywolves]

I don't know what else to talk about. [ Royce murmurs. ] I shouldn't have gone in again, after the first time.

There was so much that hurt when I was a child that I didn't want to remember.

[devoutish]

He broke my heart, that little boy.

[bywolves]

[ Long, drawn out sigh. ]

He's still in me.

[devoutish]

[Alfie wiggles his hand around until it's in a position where he can press his palm into Royce's chest.]

Then you still break my heart.