[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. ]
You heard me. [ Royce's lips twitch a bit. ] I don't know what you do with guests after they've been over, but I assume walking them home isn't out of the question.
[What is this? It's so bizarre, John can't help laughing a bit, the confusion still very evident on his face. This is not at all the kind of attitude he associates with Royce. How is he charming? John didn't think it was physically capable for him to be charming.]
We can walk back to my place just s'long as I don't have to link arms with either of you. People talk enough.
[ Royce rolls his eyes at masculinity being threatened - they lived in snowhell for months and Royce is reasonably sure John cuddled with Alfie for warmth more than once, his masculinity can chill. ]
Let's go. [ Royce hums, not protesting the arm looping through his. ]
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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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... What?
[He's really not used to playful Royce. At all.]
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Should do, yeah. He's right.
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We can walk back to my place just s'long as I don't have to link arms with either of you. People talk enough.
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[Equal opportunity teasing.]
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I don't know why you bother to ask when you're going to do it anyway. [ Royce teases back. ] Might as well continue the trend of people talking.
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[John rises and moves to gather up the fruit bowls and at least place them in the sink.]
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[And he is indeed going to loop his arm through Royce's, because he can.]
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Let's go. [ Royce hums, not protesting the arm looping through his. ]
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