[Alfie rolls off the mattress when Royce pushes him, hitting the floor with a quiet oof. He's awake immediately, but isn't really alert at first; he takes a few moments to cast around wildly, reaching for Royce and coming up with thin air.]
Royce-- you're all right; you're fine. The fuck are you-- Royce.
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Royce-- you're all right; you're fine. The fuck are you-- Royce.
[His hand lands, finally, on Royce's elbow.]