The Widening Gyre (open)

It made Adam smile faintly to see the items Jigano removed from his pockets. If he hadn't known better, Adam would have assumed them both thieves. He also always had all sorts of odds and ends on him; coins or jewellery, little pouches of 'herbs' or scraps of paper containing maps and sketches of floorplans. "I'm...surprised you want to do it this week either. You could take a longer break if you wanted, y'know. Hell, when I--" He paused, thinking of how to phrase what it was he wanted to say. "When I went through something hard a while ago, I spent like...two years getting fucked up in bars before I got back to life. I mean, I'm not saying you should do that, but maybe give yourself some slack." Politely Adam looked away as Jigano took off his shirt. He'd seen enough naked bodies in his lifetime to not give a shit, but he thought the bard didn't seem like the type who'd want eyes on him. "You got any friends in here you want me to go get for you?" A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?