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[devoutish]

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[devoutish]

Yeah.

[He rests his hand on the mattress- next to Royce's, but not touching it. It's an invitation, but he means it to be without any pressure attached to it. Slyly, he says:]

You probably thought I was joking, about the dancing.

[bywolves]

Oh, no, I knew you were serious. [ Royce says wryly, putting his hand on top of Alfie's. ] You're just ridiculous enough.

[devoutish]

[Ridiculous and proud, Royce. He wriggles his hand around in Royce's grip, so that their palms are together and he can lace their fingers.]

That's another thing that we did better in my day. I've seen people try to dance at parties here. Fucking ridiculous.

[bywolves]

[ Royce snorts. ]

Hm. Dancing was either swaying around a fire or ridiculously over the top steps that people had to memorize, in Elan.

[devoutish]

Swaying around a fire sounds nice. I'd do that.

[Another swig of wine.]

[bywolves]

We used to have bonfires, at the Rose and the Thorn. [ Royce hums, reaching for the wine. He wants more. ] Gwen was a fan of the fancy dances.

[devoutish]

Did she make you try them out?

[bywolves]

Mm. She taught one or two of them to me.

[devoutish]

Then just you wait, Royce; someday, the two of us are gonna gang up on you and drag you out dancing until the sun comes up.

[bywolves]

[ He smiles a little, squeezing Alfie's hand. ]

I can't wait for that. I can't wait for when she's here with us.

[devoutish]

We're gonna run roughshod over you.

[bywolves]

[ That smile sticks. ] You say that as if Gwen and I aren't going to do the same to you.

[devoutish]

[EXCUSE!]

You'd better not.

[bywolves]

Please, I'm not going to let the two of you do all the scheming.

[devoutish]

Well, all right, but we'll out-scheme you.

[bywolves]

[ Royce rolls his eyes, and takes another swig of wine. That one has him flopping out on the bed, closing his eyes. ]

We've been talking a lot about you lately.

[devoutish]

Mmm. Dare I ask?

[bywolves]

Nothing bad. I told her about hunting, and how K helped me, and she asked me why I didn't invite you to go. I told her it's because I hate to look weak in front of you, when you're strong all the time.

She told me I was being an idiot.

[devoutish]

Ah, Royce.

[He gives Royce's hand a tiny tug.]

You know I'm not strong all the time.

[bywolves]

[ Royce scoots closer. ]

I know that, rationally. [ A pause. ] When you showed me that your hands shook, it - I was glad. Not because you were hurting, but because I wasn't the only one.

[devoutish]

That still happens sometimes, you know.

[bywolves]

[ He squeezes Alfie's hand again. ]

I'm sorry.

[devoutish]

It's all right. I'm dealing with it.

[He looks over at Royce.]

You are, too. You're doing well.

[bywolves]

I can help you deal with it. If you need. [ Royce tells him, glancing at him. ] And - I'm trying. That's all I can do.

[devoutish]

I know you can. You do help me, you know.

[He pauses, like he's going to say something more.]