idle hands

ADAM it's not a cry for help, it's just a cry for connection. When Lucas said 'sure', Adam felt his heart soar for a second before it was ripped down by the clear sarcasm that followed. He crossed his arms and huffed a little, irritated that Lucas didn't see his clear potential. What was a bit of a shooting and a few swear words? He was still fully competent. ...Mostly competent. ...Some what competent. At the word 'cabinet' he frowned further, not sure what that meant. Some kind of innuendo, maybe...? Was Lucas wanting to put his 'crockery' into Adam's 'cabinet'...? No, that seemed convoluted. But from the context, it seemed Lucas was asking him to be a part of a team. His initial reaction to this was negative, as he'd always been more of a lone hero, but...he was desperate for a purpose here. "So...you're gonna be a leader who's gonna...lay the place to waste? No like, schools or uh...infrastructure or nothing?" He raised an eyebrow. "And what do you need me to do?" i'd trade my life and health, to make people pay attention. I'd sacrifice myself for the sake of entertainment.