This, as it turns out, is exactly what Magnus needs. He cries for a good few minutes, deep, body-shaking sobs, and then he hiccups on his tears, and then he snorts at the sound and hiccups again.

"Do you know what bowling is?" he asks against Galahad's shoulder, voice thick with tears, hitching on the words, and hoarse with disuse. He clears his throat and hiccups halfway through. Fuck, he's a mess.