[ Royce sighs, kneading at his forehead. Okay. Okay, let Alfie work. He can do that. This time, though, he climbs on top of the car, nimble and silent and without rocking it at all, sitting on the roof to get a better view of the surrounding area. He doesn't need to chatter to fill the silence, and he knows Alfie won't appreciate it, so he enjoys the quiet for what it is.
Mercy, on the other hand, does not like it. Which is why when she wakes up, she immediately crawls out of the car to make sure that Alfie is still there.
Maybe she runs around the car and skids to a stop when she sees him. Pauses with a quiet little oh, relief on her face, and then folds her arms, unintentionally mirroring her father. Her version is a little more vulnerable. ]
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Mercy, on the other hand, does not like it. Which is why when she wakes up, she immediately crawls out of the car to make sure that Alfie is still there.
Maybe she runs around the car and skids to a stop when she sees him. Pauses with a quiet little oh, relief on her face, and then folds her arms, unintentionally mirroring her father. Her version is a little more vulnerable. ]