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[bywolves]

[ Okay, well now he's definitely red. ]

I'm not jealous. [ Or!! Whatever!! He clears his throat. ] Anyway.

[devoutish]

I thought it was worth saying anyway.

[He flops over onto Royce a little more.]

Anyway.

[bywolves]

[ Quietly: ] ... Yeah. It was worth saying.

[ Sniff. Alfie settles on him, and Royce sprawls out on the bed. He's kept his emotions off this whole time, and he's actually pretty glad for it. There are times that ability is useful, and times that it is very much not. ]

I am glad that you have someone. [ He clears his throat again. ]

[devoutish]

Yeah, well. I'm glad my dick still works.

[bywolves]

[ ALFIE!!! ]

Mar's sake, you're ridiculous. [ But he's sort of laughing when he says it, at least. ]

[devoutish]

It was a concern, after Norfinbury. Depression and all.

[bywolves]

Well, thank Mar that your dick powered through the depression, Alfie. What would we do if it hadn't.

[devoutish]

[And now it's Alfie's turn to laugh, pressing his face into Royce's shoulder.]

You've got a shade of that ridiculousness yourself, mate.

[bywolves]

And whose fault is that, I wonder.

[devoutish]

Mine. Yeah, it's definitely mine.

[He hmmms.]

Are you still sleeping with Renart, as well?

[bywolves]

[ He only just barely avoids spluttering. ] I - yes. Sometimes. Occasionally, but - not recently, she's been... why?

[devoutish]

Only curious. Should I not have asked?

[bywolves]

No, it's fine. You can ask, I was just... surprised.

[devoutish]

I don't wanna embarrass you or make you uncomfortable, that's all.

[bywolves]

It's fine, and I'm fine. [ Royce reassures, flopping back. ] It's been a while with her, because she's been fighting with Monty and dealing with Bucky.

[devoutish]

Are she and Bucky, then--?

[bywolves]

Yes, and no. I'm sure she'd like to, but I doubt Bucky is the type of person to want to sleep with someone randomly. He also is not a fan of Monty.

[devoutish]

John told me he thinks she's in love with Bucky.

[bywolves]

Yeah. I wouldn't be surprised. I don't know why, but I suppose you can't control falling in love with someone.

[devoutish]

I'm surprised. She and Monty were together for a very long time, yeah?

[He'd thought of them as basically married, forever how much they slept with other people.]

[bywolves]

I think so. Things... happened. [ A beat. He frowns. ] I've been encouraging them to talk to each other so they don't end up doing something monumentally stupid.

[devoutish]

Think it'll work?

[bywolves]

Maybe. I don't know how much sway I have over either of them.

[devoutish]

Well, they both care about you very much, don't they.

[bywolves]

I suppose so. [ He sprawls back on the bed, closing his eyes. ] I don't think I can deny that, by now.