[ The tea and bread are good to go, and Royce decides to leave the fire for now, let it burn out on it's own. He'll keep an eye on it.

He climbs back up onto the bed, nudging Alfie to sit up so he can hand him the tea in the thermos. ]

You're not holding me back. There isn't anything to hold me back from here, you're right, but even if there were, it wouldn't matter. Making sure you're safe has been my purpose for years now. Can't hold me back when you're my priority to begin with.

I understand the worry, though.