the wine of friendship

"Ugh, yeah." Adam agreed, probably with far more feeling than Jigano expected; "Zariah can go fuck herself." He took a long swig of his drink that was somehow angry. At least Jigano wasn't mad at him for running ahead into Halo...he'd honestly been completely out of his depth in regards to the morality of killing or not killing the snake guardian and was glad he'd been out of the situation too. Most people didn't consider ways to cheat or lie until they were in the position to do so, but Adam had unfortunately both been the victim and the perpetrator of many such schemes."I'm actually pretty good at numbers. I can't...write them down right all the time, but I've always been able to add up and all that shit. It's a lot easier than just...words, because there's real amounts and answers and stuff." It was hard to explain, but he'd always found that numbers had made sense in his head in a way that the written word never had. He gave out a snort of laughter at Jigano's question: had he really not guessed, with Adam's open-to-his-navel shirt and knee length boots? "Well, yeah. I got to sixteen and I was expected to earn my keep. I stayed til I was about 19, but then I got the scars and uh...they didn't want me there anymore. After that I got new work, anyway." With a smirk he leaned in a little closer. "You got any questions about it?" A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?