Okay. [ He rests his head against Alfie's shoulder, closing his eyes. He's struggling to stay awake, shivering violently, still freezing to the touch. Going outside is going to suck.
But it'll make for a striking image. Alfie doggedly carrying Royce through the snow, Royce's long, tattered cloak flapping behind them in the wind. ]
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But it'll make for a striking image. Alfie doggedly carrying Royce through the snow, Royce's long, tattered cloak flapping behind them in the wind. ]