I thought that love was in the drugs
But the more I took, the more it took away
Adam was apparently entirely oblivious to the bombs he was dropping (though he did see Amalia's glare, which he smiled wide in response to), happily smiling and convinced he was being charming and irresistible to each of his friends around him. At least if he was being 'funny' they didn't have to focus on him talking about Pet - in response to the 'really?' he looked off, a hand over his mouth."Oh yeah, that's right. Shit, doesn't feel like a year, does it?" He couldn't believe a year had passed since he'd arrived, never mind since he'd met Pet. It felt both like he'd been there forever and like he'd always had the quieter man by his side. Memories of his old life, his horse and his old bed and the trappings of the kingdom...they felt imaginary, now.
Amalia had some questions about Longnight and Deimos only stoically stated they were prepared. Adam waited for Pet to answer and said himself: "I don't really get how the weird deer things help. Why don't the monsters just fuck 'em up? At least the birds made outta fire."
And I could never get enough
ADAM
