Adam
"Yeah, it does make sense." Adam insisted, not wanting to lose the thread of trust he'd apparently managed to make with Peter. Even though the concept was difficult for him to get his own head around right away. He wasn't even sure if it mattered. Other people came from the same worlds as each other, didn't they? He was sure he'd heard it.But even if it didn't matter in a grand sense, he knew it might help him get closer to Peter.
"Damn that's...I can't even really imagine that year." Adam's perception of numbers was warped given his inability to read, but he understood that what Peter had said was much greater. "Uuuhh...I dunno, it was just home, you know? I had a horse called Flash...I was a highwayman, at least for the last few years. There weren't just humans. There were elves too, and I've heard rumours about centaurs and shit, but I never saw them." He shrugged.
"We had better technology than here. Lighters and guns and better lights. I haven't seen any rails here either, and they were just starting to roll out those around big cities." Adam leaned forward suddenly, touched his fingers to Peter's wrist. "But you understand what this means, right? We were brought here together. We even came at kinda the same time. It's...y'know, a sign, or something."
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
