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[ She leaves her hand there for a moment or two, and then pulls it back, wrapping her arms around her waist instead. She turns her head to look out across the landscape, not in a hurry to do much but keep Alfie company. The hoarse quality to his tone worries her, but Gwen is patient. She has to be, to have been with Royce for as long as she has.

Tucking her hair behind her ear, Gwen settles straight-backed and proper against the tree, folding her legs and letting her hands settle in her lap. ]

You've been quiet today. [ Gwen says after a moment, glancing at him. Gently teasing: ] Between you and Royce, I feel like such a blabbermouth.