[ By five minutes, Mercy is squirming and asking if they can go after him. By ten, Royce is anxious himself. It shouldn't take this long, and Royce is getting out of the car and getting ready to go after him at around twenty-five minutes in.
He can't leave Mercy here, but he can't take her with him. Frustrated, he waits in front of the car, Mercy hiding in the backseat - and when Alfie finally pushes his way into view, Royce takes off, quietly ducking through the grass to meet him. ]
What took you so long? [ Royce hisses low, red alert practically shrieking in his head. ]
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He can't leave Mercy here, but he can't take her with him. Frustrated, he waits in front of the car, Mercy hiding in the backseat - and when Alfie finally pushes his way into view, Royce takes off, quietly ducking through the grass to meet him. ]
What took you so long? [ Royce hisses low, red alert practically shrieking in his head. ]