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[devoutish]

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[bywolves]

One day I'll train you out of those old habits. [ Royce huffs, nudging him. It's too hot for him to lean all up against Alfie like normal, but he does link their arms as they walk. ]

[devoutish]

[Bear and Lady follow; they don't stay right at their heels and they both make occasional detours to investigate things off the path, but they're clearly along for the ride here.]

That's very confident of you.

[Alfie says, nudging him back.]

But Mar's sake, surely I could just as easily have you picking up some of my habits instead.

[bywolves]

[ Royce laughs a bit at Mar's sake, making a face. ]

You already have me picking up on your habits. Mm, yeah, mate. [ Plus random slang. ]

[devoutish]

You sound like Ecks when you say that, not me.

[bywolves]

Not when I use it regularly, mate. [ Royce huffs at him. ] I'm sure you've heard it.

[devoutish]

Yeah, I have.

[And surprise, he really likes it.]

Fucking infecting each other, we are.

[bywolves]

Mm. [ He nudges him again. ] I don't really mind. I like knowing that I know you well.

[devoutish]

So do I, of course. I hope you never question that.

[bywolves]

No, I don't. [ A pause. ] You've been very dedicated to verbally making sure I know that you care, lately.

[devoutish]

Yeah, you've said before that it helps. Am I overdoing it?

[bywolves]

[ He smiles a bit. ] No, you're not. It's not a bad thing. I like it when you listen.

YELLS i thought i answered this this morning

[devoutish]

And I like listening to whatever it is that you have to say.

[He's a big old sap. And they're nearly at the library now, so he's just going to gently steer Royce towards the doors.]

ITS OK i wasnt home all day anyway

[bywolves]

[ Aw, Alfie. Royce heads towards the library, ushering Alfie inside. ]

You pick the film. [ Royce says, grinning. ]

same

[devoutish]

Oi. That wasn't the plan; we both pick the film.

[bywolves]

[ Huff. ]

I don't think anything is funny. [ HUFF. ]

[devoutish]

You think fewer things are funny. That's all the more reason for you to pick it out. I might pick the wrong thing.

[bywolves]

[ Royce hums, dragging Alfie along to look at the movies. When he finds one that looks acceptable, he shows it to Alfie and shrugs slightly. Eh. Good enough. He's not as interested in that as he is interested in the fact that they've got wine at the treehouse. ]

[devoutish]

I suppose that's as much of a rousing endorsement as I'm gonna get.

[He takes the box, peering at it. Huh. Okay.]

I've never even heard of this.

[bywolves]

I haven't either, but it sounds less ridiculous than the others. [ Royce says, peeking over Alfie's shoulder at the box. ] I doubt we'll end up watching it to the end anyway.

[devoutish]

[He sighs dramatically and rests an elbow on Royce's shoulder. Poor him; he's very put-upon.]

How am I ever gonna get you to laugh with an attitude like that?

[bywolves]

[ Stop being tall!!! ]

You make me laugh plenty. I don't need a film to do that for me.

[devoutish]

In London, we'd go to the theater; have I ever told you about that?

[He's just going to stay like this, reveling in his height over Royce.]

Yeah, we'd see comedians and comedic theater. It was a good way to unwind; to spend time together.

[bywolves]

Yeah, you mentioned it once. [ Royce elbows Alfie in the side, because rude. ]

You think it's strange to walk out on the street in a short sleeved shirt, and I think watching films made for the sole purpose of making you laugh are strange.

[devoutish]

Yeah, all right. We don't need to get one, if you'd rather not.

[bywolves]

I didn't say that. [ Huff. ] Come on. This one looks fine. Let's go.