[ Royce drags himself a bit away from Alfie - he's almost nauseated. He sits up, leaning on his hand, other arm wrapped around himself, and tries not to - cry? Throw up? He doesn't know. He just breathes heavily, hunched over with his back to Alfie. ]
Night - nightmare. [ Royce mutters, just to ease Alfie's mind as far as attacks go. ]
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Night - nightmare. [ Royce mutters, just to ease Alfie's mind as far as attacks go. ]