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“I know you’re awake,” Agravaine said eventually. “It’s no good pretending you’re not.” Gawain made no answer save for a movement behind his still-closed eyelids that may well have been an eye-roll. “It’s your own fault you’re laid up like this, so there’s no use in sulking.”“Oh, do piss off for once, Ag,” Gawain mumbled, and Agravaine did fall silent for a moment, not because of his brother’s request but rather because of the use of the childhood nickname seldom heard anymore, it having been discarded along with his Orcadian accent which had faded after much muttered practicing, along with the raging fights that he and Gawain used to have which had been replaced by well-placed barbs and bitter looks.