[the robbery at least made sense, in the grand scheme of narrative anyway. He almost did pull away from that hand but wanted to hear the rest so staid put even as Fell leaned closer with a sort of floral scent mixed with cologne. Alec tried not to breathe in through the nose.

Then the story gone off the rails. holy Water? Total destruction? It was ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. But he knew Fell knew and pressed his mouth unconsciously in a flat line at the word love. No doubt Fell felt that. No doubt he still was. Like when you had a nightmare about dogs and for a while you woke up being jumpy around every dog you saw for a while.]

They're really doing a number on you, aren't they? I'm sorry... [he put an awkward hand on Fell's arm too even though he doubted it would be any real comfort. It definitely wasn't any comfort to him seeing Fell about to bubble over.

May as well give it to him now]

I wish I knew how to take the feelings away-- To tell you what to do or counsel you-- but I've no idea myself.

[he sighed and looked into the man's strangely fathomless eyes]

Anthony is going to propose to Grace tonight.