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[devoutish]

Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street

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[bywolves]

[ Royce reaches to hold onto Alfie's hand tightly before making his way in. He gives his elvish poem, just a line or two. He gestures for Alfie to go ahead. ]

[devoutish]

[Very seriously, he recites:]

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star; how I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a diamond int he sky".

[Apparently it's good enough, because he gets his coffee, just like Royce.]

[bywolves]

[ It makes Royce laugh, quietly. He sips his coffee happily - he's mostly just glad he can taste it at all - and waits for Alfie to rejoin him. And once he has, Royce hums from under his like, eighteen layers: ]

Are you up for a visit to the Islands?

[devoutish]

Are you?

[He asks, giving in to a little bit of fussing.]

[bywolves]

[ He smiles a bit. ]

Yeah. It's warm there. I feel better, mostly. Just sniffing. I'll make it.

[devoutish]

Will we sail?

[bywolves]

Mmhm. I can work a sailboat.

I'd like to see the glowing crystals closer up. I have a bag I put together for us, too. It's out by the beach already.

[devoutish]

[Alfie smiles, leaning in to bump shoulders.]

Yeah. Yeah, let's do it, then; let's go.

[bywolves]

[ Royce looks relieved, almost, when Alfie agrees. Like maybe he was expecting a no. Pleased, he takes Alfie's hand and leads him out, towards the beach. ]

[devoutish]

[Holding his coffee with one hand and Royce with the other, he's happy to follow.]

And sailing the boat at night, in the dark - you can do that, too?

[bywolves]

[ Royce raises his eyebrow, glancing back at Alfie. Does that even merit a response? Of course he can. He can see in the dark. Huff. ]

[devoutish]

[Alfie flashes him another quick grin.]

Of course. I know how good your eyesight is for myself now, don't I?

[bywolves]

Yeah. Yeah, I suppose you do. [ Royce says after a moment, smiling again. ] You haven't told me much about how you liked being an elf. I suspect you may have had more ability than I do, if you were a full one.

[devoutish]

I feel much more graceful than I do normally. Light on my feet and all.

[bywolves]

Yeah. I'd forgotten how easy it was just to move, when we were in Norfinbury. [ A beat, and then he stops just briefly in order to curl up against Alfie's side again as they walk.

Alfie might notice him staring at the snowbanks around them for just a little too long. ]

Did the hearing bother you?

[devoutish]

[Alfie lets go of Royce's hand so that he can drape his arm fully around Royce's shoulders.]

Nah. Just took a bit of getting used to, that's all.

[bywolves]

[ He settles close, sipping from his coffee. ]

Ever thought about wishing for it here? Any of that.

[devoutish]

Extra senses? Can't say that I have, no. What needs would I have for them?

[bywolves]

I don't know. Why would I need to be able to talk to the trees? [ Shrug. ]

[devoutish]

Mmmm. Suppose you're right. But my hearing and eyesight are good enough for me.

[Says the guy who needs reading glasses, but.]

[bywolves]

I'd just wondered. [ Royce says. ] That's all.

It's a part of me. I can't imagine not having it.

[devoutish]

Yeah, I know. And I'm glad you've got it back.

[bywolves]

Me too. [ He says, softer. He holds Alfie tightly, and is quiet the rest of the walk.

When they arrive at the boat, Royce does, in fact, have bags ready for them. One has a change of clothes for both of them, plus blankets, and some snacks. The other has their old blow-up mattress, as well as some pillows. This time, he's managed to score a pump, too, which means they won't have to physically blow the mattress up with their mouths. Thank every god. ]

[devoutish]

[Alfie immediately starts curiously picking through the bags.]

You've really arranged this well, haven't you? Food, blankets--

[bywolves]

Yeah. [ He climbs into the boat, glancing back at Alfie. ]

I just... I wanted to hide away for a few hours. I suppose.