The jungle stays clear of the snow year-round, so that's always a place to retreat to. Bucky's living out in the woods. Expect he'll move that direction when the time comes. We have about... [John glances up.] Sixty-two or sixty-three days left until autumn if this place keeps to an Earth calendar for the seasons. I can share the one Ienzo handed out at the last town meeting. One of the versions had everything done with the Earth calendar.
Months, more or less, but without a year to go on, it's hard to assign exact days. It's July right now. [He offers Alfie an apologetic shrug.] Not sure when Sunday is, mate.
[Royce's comment makes John cock his head, though.]
Does Elan's calendar have a February? Twenty-eight or twenty-nine day month. A lot of people here seemed to think it was stupid.
[ Royce keeps that in mind, at the mention of it. ]
Mm. We have a February. That isn't a thing I thought would be similar between our worlds. [ A beat. He opens his mouth - and then closes it and looks away. He was going to bring up Emily and her world's calendar, but he doesn't want to, so much. ]
Easter is always supposed to be on a Sunday. [Just pointing that one out.] But it's probably easier to just ask instead of waiting for that to come around.
[To Royce:]
I've been tracking the number of days since Sherlock and I woke up here. It's mad to think I've been stuck here longer than I was in Norfinbury.
No, I haven't... [John holds up a hand for a moment.] I just mean it's the first holiday I can think of. And Ienzo said they had Easter once I think. It was mentioned on the Calendar he put together. But, yeah... I was only in Norfinbury a little more than a hundred days. It seems like time here goes so much faster.
[John casts a mutinous look at Alfie, rather than Royce, but relents after a moment or two. He's still agitated from earlier, but letting that run him isn't going to help him.]
Sorry. [The apology is short and directed at Royce. He wants to get up and walk around to work some of this off, but doesn't want to be rude again, either.] Some people like it here. It's not a prison to them.
[ Royce watches John for a long moment. He's not that offended. ]
It's not bad as far as prisons go. I'd prefer this one to Norfinbury, at least. [ He spares a quick glance at Alfie, just out of his typical urge to make sure the guy is okay, and then leans forward to rest his arms on the table, folding them so he can rest his head on top of them. ]
Are we walking you home, John? [ This is almost teasing, actually. ]
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I don't want anything to do with snow. [ Scowl. ] Calendar might be nice to have, though.
SORRY FOR ALL THE TYPOS
[He glances at Royce.]
If that means anything to you.
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It doesn't, but I don't think Elan's calendar is much different than yours.
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[Royce's comment makes John cock his head, though.]
Does Elan's calendar have a February? Twenty-eight or twenty-nine day month. A lot of people here seemed to think it was stupid.
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[But he gets the sentiment, and appreciates it.]
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Mm. We have a February. That isn't a thing I thought would be similar between our worlds. [ A beat. He opens his mouth - and then closes it and looks away. He was going to bring up Emily and her world's calendar, but he doesn't want to, so much. ]
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Well, I s'pose you could just ask. Not sure if Zephyr's keeping track, but they're using some sort of calendar right now. Seems mostly like Earth's.
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[To Royce:]
I've been tracking the number of days since Sherlock and I woke up here. It's mad to think I've been stuck here longer than I was in Norfinbury.
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[That's a surprise.]
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You've been here longer than you were in Norfinbury.
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[And yet, so much more slowly.]
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[But okay, Royce's question is probably the more important one here, so he switches to that.]
How long has it been for you here, again?
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[He's not particularly happy about it, either.]
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You even count like it's still Norfinbury.
[Something about that sits uneasily in Afie's stomach.]
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It's still very much a prison for you. [ Royce says quietly. ] Easier to count the days than think of the time like you might if you were home.
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[But he's not disputing the prison comment.]
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[Always defend the boyfriend.]
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No, clearly I'm being rude just to spite Watson.
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Sorry. [The apology is short and directed at Royce. He wants to get up and walk around to work some of this off, but doesn't want to be rude again, either.] Some people like it here. It's not a prison to them.
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[He stretches his legs out with a little groan.]
They're still stuck here, aren't they. It's just a prison that they like.
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It's not bad as far as prisons go. I'd prefer this one to Norfinbury, at least. [ He spares a quick glance at Alfie, just out of his typical urge to make sure the guy is okay, and then leans forward to rest his arms on the table, folding them so he can rest his head on top of them. ]
Are we walking you home, John? [ This is almost teasing, actually. ]
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