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[devoutish]

Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street

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[devoutish]

A reasonable man. I like him better already.

[bywolves]

Yeah. Liked him fine. [ Which is practically glowing praise from Royce. ]

[devoutish]

[There's a pause. Then, Alfie cautiously ventures:]

We might invite him for Shabbos dinner, someday.

[Alfie hasn't lit the Sabbath candles since Emily, his little candle-lighter, left.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce is quiet for a while. He reaches for Alfie's hand. ]

Maybe. [ He murmurs. ] For now, I think it... it should stay with us.

[devoutish]

Do you want to start doing it again?

[bywolves]

I think that it'd help us remember.

[devoutish]

[Alfie nods, giving his hand a weak squeeze.]

I'm sorry I...

[He trails off.]

[bywolves]

Don't apologize. [ He holds Alfie's hand tightly, like he's making up for the weakness. ] It's okay.

[devoutish]

I keep reminding myself she's likely home. Home and safe, with someone looking after her.

[bywolves]

Yeah, me too. She'll be okay.

[devoutish]

[Yeah. He hopes so.

He'll fall quiet again, finishing off the plate of food, then getting up to grab his now-cooled tea.]

How about that mess of Norfinbury folk?

[He says, breaking the silence.]

There's a crowd that's come in.

[bywolves]

Yeah. Half of them know me far better than I know them.

[ Royce says, huffily. He sprawls out on the couch. ] Seems like every person I've run into lately has been new.

[devoutish]

Have you run into many others not from Norfinbury?

[bywolves]

Mm. There's this cat. Think it might be like the one in Norfinbury, the one that was a constellation. It's not a normal cat, anyway.

[devoutish]

It might be a person - a human - who can take the form of one.

[bywolves]

I wouldn't be surprised if it was. It was a nice cat. [ Sniff. ] Went out and hunted down a boar for me.

[devoutish]

Must've been a large cat.

[bywolves]

Very. It was both a small and big cat. Started off small and concerned, ended big and bringing me dinner.

[devoutish]

Sounds like you've made a friend, mate.

[bywolves]

Maybe. [ He's smiling though. ] I've always been fond of cats.

[devoutish]

Really? I didn't know.

[bywolves]

Mm. For as much as I can be fond of any animal.

[devoutish]

Have you ever thought of having one?

[bywolves]

Sometimes. I've never really been pet owner material, though. Even Bear is mostly yours.

[devoutish]

Well, you don't have to do much with a cat, do you; they just roam around and catch mice for you.