Adam
"I went crazy fucking years ago, mate." Adam laughed as Coffee lifted up his head and blew out several smoke rings in Peter's direction. It wasn't clear if this was a greeting or a warning but the dragon seemed sleepy and content on Adam, so it likely wasn't intended to be threatening.
Peter was...busy? Well, that made for a change. It seemed unlikely to Adam that Peter was busy with anything good; he suspected that the scarred man did not know how to do anything other than follow grim orders. Probably, someone with a plan and a need for extra hands had found him - a shame, but Adam couldn't babysit every dorky goth in the place.
He loved Peter's reaction to his drinking horn, laughing and nodding. "Fuck yeah, it's magic. Got it back from Ludo like that." Adam patted the wall next to him. "Cop a seat, Pete, and tell me what's got you so busy, then."
men, they say a lot of foolish things
And in the end the only words
I can find to believe in are mine
And in the end the only words
I can find to believe in are mine
