[ He lumbers forward a little, and then - stops. Stops moving. Right. Right, human. You're human. You're mir, you don't act this way. Royce pulls his cloak closer to him, sinking down onto the floor right where he's at. Okay. Ignoring. Ignoring everything, he's fine. A beat. ]
Yeah.
[ Hoarse, with a background of white noise. As long as it's just Fiona, he can deal. ]
no subject
Yeah.
[ Hoarse, with a background of white noise. As long as it's just Fiona, he can deal. ]