I thought that love was in the drugs
But the more I took, the more it took away
"Pretty sure they won't make me blush, since my blood's clear now." He'd seen it up close and personal enough times during the Longnight fights to know for sure. Adam took the berries in the palm of his hand and knocked them all back at once, hoping that having more than one might mean some of the flavour might actually reach him.Being dead and then coming back had somewhat fucked with Adam's ideas of what was appropriate for casual conversation, and those ideas had never been very strong in the first place. He sat back and listened to Aurelia, cocking his head at the mention of a 'guild'. "What guild is that? There's a jungle exploration guild?" That sounded like something he could get behind; it'd give him a fun project other than farting about the Advocates, at least.
The news of a witch telling his fortune was interesting, but Adam had lived among grifters for long enough in his life to be immediately skeptical. "Uh huh. And how accurate is it?"
As for what he was escaping from...he puffed out his cheeks and blew out a long whistle, trying to think of a good way to summarise it. "God shit and being dead and marriage being weird. Y'know. Normal stuff. Aren't you running away from 'owt?"
And I could never get enough
ADAM
