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[likeroaringlions]

Right. Does he need to take anything home with him from Milliways? ...Can he take anything home with him from Milliways? What is there that won't draw attention? Well--the fan for his mother, the rabbitskins from Shephard. They'd been bought with home use in mind. Can he take a football? No. A stoneware bottle of that good red wine? Yes. The picture of Jamie from the fair? After a moment's pause, he stuffs that into the small sack he's packing.

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[likeroaringlions]

"Why would it? Wives have to put up with worse than a man drinking his wine and kicking the ball around. It'll be alright."

He reaches out to punch Jamie's shoulder, or pat it, or maybe just touch his arm.

[fieryface]

Jamie takes a swing back that misses by far but is just enough movement to shake off William's hand if it lingers too long.

"Yeah. Yeah."

[likeroaringlions]

Yeah.

William looks over at his bag, quiet a moment longer, and then slaps his knees and gets up. "Right, well. I'd best be off."