Adam
It starts with a teaspoon of trouble - It ends in bliss and penury
There is no pension plan for heroes - So you'll want to get the hell out of my way
There is no pension plan for heroes - So you'll want to get the hell out of my way
"Cat sith. Right. Got it."
Adam had not gotten it at all, but he feared asking too much might make him look stupid, so he just tried to look understanding and thoughtful, as if considering something he completely knew about.
She spoke of helping ghosts so casually he had no choice but to believe her. "Do they... talk to you? Sounds kinda creepy."
Adam could not see a reason for the choice of tree over any others, but he was beginning to get a little bummed out by these woods apparently teeming with the dead, sp he nodded. "I think it's fine. High up and stuff."
So high up, apparently, that Amalia couldn't reach. Adam held out a hand for the lantern then made a clicking sound with his tongue that brought Coffee flying over. The dragon took the lantern and took it up to the branch, dropping it down so it hung. "Fuck yeah. I'll get you a snack at the bar." Adam promised as he flew down.
