[ Royce reaches out carefully and rests a hand on one of Alfie's out of instinct. He stays sitting up, but he's aiming to soothe, try to get that frown off of Alfie's face, even while he sleeps. The sound of the spear rising almost echoes in his ears, and Royce shudders again before turning around, facing Alfie with his legs folded. ]
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Alfie. [ Royce says, quietly. Wake up, buddy. ]