[ Yes, him - and Royce is vaguely glad that he's not been curbstomped, but mostly, he's annoyed that he had to be rescued at all. Especially by this guy, the killjoy he recognizes. Royce scowls at Keith as he's dragged up, wrenching his arm away from the guy the second they're out in said open air and putting his back to a wall. Any wall, he doesn't care. ]
I live here. [ Royce snaps, aggravated. ] What are you doing here?
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I live here. [ Royce snaps, aggravated. ] What are you doing here?