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[bywolves]

[ He thinks he knows. He presses his face against Alfie's neck. ]

I'm glad to be here.

[devoutish]

Mm. Saved our lives, didn't it.

[bywolves]

Yeah. It did. More than just death, but. The mindset.

[ A beat. ] I keep thinking about asking Zephyr for the memories I'm missing. For everything after we left.

[devoutish]

Mm. It seems odd, to think of it working like that.

[He's not sure he buys it.]

[bywolves]

[ He shrugs. ] Gabriel came after us. He knows what happened.

[devoutish]

That's odd to me, too.

[bywolves]

[ Quiet, then: ] Do you think I shouldn't?

[devoutish]

No, no. I didn't mean that. It's hard to wrap my head around, that's all. I'm not made for all this.

[bywolves]

[ Royce reaches up to wrap his arms around Alfie's neck, hugging him tightly. That's all. He's just feeling - well, he's actually feeling vulnerable. Maybe it's the hangover. Maybe it's getting his worry out in words. ]

[devoutish]

Look at me.

[He presses their foreheads together, locking eyes with Royce if Royce will let him.]

I do want you to talk about these things.

[bywolves]

[ Royce lets him, for a few seconds, and then looks away. ]

I don't feel like it does any good.

[devoutish]

But I truly do think that keeping it inside you would do worse.

[bywolves]

... I don't want it to be like when it was winter. [ Which is an agreement. He doesn't want Alfie to get angry with him like he did. ] I won't always talk to you about it.

[devoutish]

Are you asking me not to bother you about it in the times when you don't?

[bywolves]

No, it's more... more that I won't give you more to worry about, every time. I can find someone else to talk to about it, sometimes.

[devoutish]

I like worrying about you.

[bywolves]

I'm not saying you can never worry about me. I'm saying I'll give you the chance to do it less.

[devoutish]

Yeah. But I'll still worry just as much, mate.

[bywolves]

[ Royce just sighs, dropping his head on Alfie's shoulder. ]

[devoutish]

Doesn't bother me. I think I worry about you exactly enough.

[bywolves]

[ But it bothers Royce a little - he just doesn't want to say anything about it. He stays where he is, feeling defeated, mostly. He feels almost restless with how much negativity is bubbling in his stomach, and he doesn't know what to do with himself.

Like he could cry, maybe, but the tears won't come. Maybe he should go walk. Swim against the current of the ocean until he's too tired to do anything else. Something. ]

[devoutish]

[Alfie shudders again, and lets out a restless sigh, absently kneading his fingers against his pillow.]

I'm not frustrated with you.

[He says, clarifying something that he isn't sure needs to be clarified.]

[bywolves]

I know you aren't. I'm frustrated with myself. [ He mutters against Alfie's shoulder. ] You're fine.

[devoutish]

Frustration's better than emotionlessness.

[bywolves]

It's a hard habit to break out of. I'm used to shutting down.