[ Royce murmurs a good, softly. He's glad the massages are helping. Up the stairs and to bed they go, and this time when Royce settles down, he settles right up against Alfie, on his side, back to Alfie's chest. He makes sure they're touching, and sighs out slow before attempting to drift off.
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He was right, at least - he wore himself out. ]