[ Maybe if there's someone who cares about Roy Walker in the room, they would have protested Alex's words. But no one cares, not even Roy Walker himself, and instead of anger he only tilts his head back and sighs. Like Alex's very presence is something that tires him out. As if the effort of not-looking is something that wrings all energy from him.
It's not a particularly wrong assumption to make, really.
He doesn't say a word. Merely leans back hard on the pillows, gaze flickering towards Alex once in a while. ]
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It's not a particularly wrong assumption to make, really.
He doesn't say a word. Merely leans back hard on the pillows, gaze flickering towards Alex once in a while. ]