IC contact for wethelost

[devoutish]

Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street

[Feel free to use this space for letter/package deliveries as well as visits/knocks on the front door!]

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[bywolves]

[ Royce makes a face, peering up at Alfie. ]

No. This works fine. [ A beat. ] Can't believe you went outside in long sleeves.

[devoutish]

It's lightweight. Men don't wear these ridiculous "t-shirts" in public, where I'm from.

[Says the man who goes skinny-dipping in the lake sometimes. He heads into the bathroom with his half-unbuttoned shirt, undoing his belt as he goes, and reappears a few seconds later in an undershirt and boxers.]

[bywolves]

[ Royce looks amused when Alfie makes his way back into the room. ]

I can smell you from here. All that sweat. [ Royce teases. ] And here you are, half naked.

[devoutish]

[Rude! Alfie gives his side a shove with his foot, then flops down on the floor next to him.]

I'm in my own home.

[bywolves]

[ Royce shifts to let Alfie lay on his pillow, too. ]

Hm. Guess you are. Where did you go today?

[devoutish]

[Thanks, bro. He shifts onto it, trying to get comfortable. Lying on the floor is hard.]

Took a walk. I found Quark, earlier.

[bywolves]

You found Quark? [ He sounds surprised. ] The one from Norfinbury?

And you didn't immediately take him home? Or did you, while I was out?

[devoutish]

You were out, yeah. I brought him here and fed him some bread.

[bywolves]

[ A pause. ]

He okay? [ Royce didn't know him as well, but. ]

[devoutish]

Not at all.

[He sighs.]

I'd like to have him back. For dinner tomorrow, perhaps.

[bywolves]

[ Royce shifts, glancing back at his book. ]

If you want.

[devoutish]

Would you rather not?

[bywolves]

You can bring him, if you want. I don't know him like you do, so I'll stay out of the way.

[devoutish]

[He frowns, and rolls to face Royce.]

You know I don't want that.

If you'd rather I not, I can bring him something at his, before we have our dinner.

[bywolves]

I want you to do what makes you happiest.

I'm not going to adopt another child. That's all.

[devoutish]

I won't ask you to.

[bywolves]

Then you do what you want, and I will be happy with it.

[devoutish]

I'll go to his. I don't want you hiding out and feeling unwelcome in your own home just to please me.

[bywolves]

I wouldn't -- [ Sigh. ] I wouldn't hide or feel unwelcome. I'd just stay out of the way. There's a difference. But fine.

[devoutish]

And you've got something else on your mind, as well.

[He can always tell.]

[bywolves]

[ He really can. Royce huffs. ]

I went hunting. [ He says to his book. ] With some people.

[devoutish]

Yeah?

[He rests his head on Royce's shoulder, despite the heat.]

[bywolves]

With John. And K. Separately. One went better than the other.

[devoutish]

Do you wanna tell me about it?

[bywolves]

Yelled at John. Didn't make me feel better at all, really. [ He'd lost his cool and then snapped at John to leave - he's been thinking about it since then and it didn't really feel like it did anything. Maybe just made it worse. ] He knows about everything that happens.