The Widening Gyre (open)

"Oh, cool. Cos you probly don't wanna wear a shirt like this, huh?" Adam laughed, not unkindly, tracing the deep 'V' of his shirt, which went down to his navel. He knew his style was (sexy, amazing, cool) different from everyone else here. He watch Jigano begin to fill the bucket, softly shutting the door behind him so no one could peek in. He wasn't running a show here, after all. Sliding down the wall to sit again he waved a hand, gesturing to show he was fine with being there. "Oh man, don't worry, I've had much worse ways to spend time. Fuck, I've been to jail like thirty times." Oh dear. After the words were out Adam realised he had been keeping that kind of thing from Jigano, but he had said it now and perhaps it would help the man to think of something else. He added a quick correction: "Not for murder or anything nasty. Just stealing and shit and uh...one time for public indecency but that was bullshit." Aware he was probably rambling on too long, he tried to be more helpful, holding out a hand towards the bard. "You want me to take your lantern while you're doing that?" A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?