[ Mercy hums her assent, and Royce picks her up off his shoulders, trying not to smile at her giggling. He sets her on the ground and pushes her a little toward Alfie - Mercy grabs Alfie's hand, because she can.
Into the driver's seat Royce goes. He's perfectly fine to drive for a good hour, maybe two. The dark out in the middle of nowhere is hard for even Royce to see far distances, and he's already coming to a slow stop by the time Mercy tattles.
They're not far from shelter, but they'd still need to walk, Royce figures. He's not sure how willing he is to do that. ]
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Into the driver's seat Royce goes. He's perfectly fine to drive for a good hour, maybe two. The dark out in the middle of nowhere is hard for even Royce to see far distances, and he's already coming to a slow stop by the time Mercy tattles.
They're not far from shelter, but they'd still need to walk, Royce figures. He's not sure how willing he is to do that. ]