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[devoutish]

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[devoutish]

I want to. I honestly want to. But it still makes me a bit nervous.

[bywolves]

Does it make you feel better to know I'm also nervous?

[devoutish]

It does. And I'm honored that you'd do it regardless.

[Pause.]

There's no one else in all the world that I'd agree to this with, other than you.

[bywolves]

[ Solemnly: ] You know that it is the same for me. I trust you implicitly.

[ Maybe Gwen too, that he'd do this with, but - that says something in and of itself. ]

[devoutish]

Mm, yeah. I trust you, and-- I trust that anything that you see in my head, we will work through without pulling away from each other.

[bywolves]

[ Royce breathes out a slow sigh of a noise. ]

Yeah. We've made it this far. We'll make it even further.

[devoutish]

For the rest of our lives. I truly do believe that.

[bywolves]

[ He settles against Alfie and tugs Alfie's arm around him. ]

I do too. [ Sniff. ] Thank you.

[devoutish]

[Alfie moves his petting to Royce's arm, stroking up and down.]

And I will make wine with you. Wine we can put our names on.

[bywolves]

[ Royce smiles. ]

That we can do much sooner. I can wish for the resources.

[devoutish]

Mm. And you want to sell it?

[bywolves]

Trade it, yes.

[devoutish]

You'll have to draw a label for the bottles.

[bywolves]

[ He tilts his head back. ] Not that great at drawing.

[devoutish]

Well, you're gonna have to contribute somehow, seeing as how I'm gonna be naming it.

[No discussion here. He already has a name picked out.]

[bywolves]

Oh, are you? And what is it named, then?

[devoutish]

Ahraelsha.

[Duh.]

[bywolves]

[ oh

Oh. Royce takes a deep breath. He kind of feels like the wind has been knocked out of him. ]

I - yeah. Yes.

[devoutish]

[Alfie smiles, his lips curving against Royce's hair, and his limbs loosen.]

Yeah, I thought you'd like that.

[bywolves]

[ He is having a moment, here. He squeezes Alfie's hand. ]

I think I have a design in mind. [ He'll show Alfie later. ] Are we still going to trade it under a black tent? Black market.

[devoutish]

I like that, yeah. We'll be a bit cheeky.

[bywolves]

[ He's all warm on the inside. ]

... I feel a little better. [ Royce murmurs. ]

[devoutish]

Yeah.

[Alfie closes his eyes, sighing contentedly.]

This is my favorite part of every day; did you know that?

[bywolves]

Laying here with me? [ It's Royce's too, honestly, but he's pretty sure he doesn't have to say it, based on how relaxed he is. ]

[devoutish]

Yeah. Laying here with you at the end of the day, talking about what's gone on.