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Alicent Hightower

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[rehandle]

[ A scoff. ]

Billy's staging the Terminator with a bunch of under-twelves. What's the worst that could happen? [ But he realises, abruptly, that he neither wants or needs an accurate answer to that question. So, moving on - ] Would it help if I put in an appearance?

[lambencies]

Help Billy?

[rehandle]

Help you.

[ It would definitely not help Billy. ]

[lambencies]

[ Billy could use an adult. ]

I cannot ask you to do that. Everything is going well. You must look after yourself first.

[ it's not mourning, exactly, but he can't be all right after losing his "wife" and friends. ]

I believe that is what Nami would have told you as well.

[rehandle]

[ Billy could use literally any other adult, he fears.

A brief gripping hurt as she invokes Nami - the oddly good kind, reminder both that someone cares and remembers - but he's back on form quickly enough. ]

Or you could be right and I shouldn't be alone. [ Ha, take that. ] I'll come by to grab some food. I will be leaving you before the plays start, though, so don't get too excited.

[lambencies]

Stephen...

[ if she wasn't so tired, she would fight him. she also realizes how odd it would seem if she simply forbade him from attending. no, she can be normal about seeing him and thinking about his husbands and other contacts. defeated, she sighs. ]

I will see to it that you do eat, so be careful with what you promise.

[rehandle]

[ The barest hint of a chuckle. ]

I can live with that. Save me a plate.