Adam
Things are simple, Peter insisted, and Adam nearly snorted a laugh at how blatantly wrong the statement was. He held back just about, but...simple? Teleported forcefully into another world, one with magic and Gods and shapeshifters, in the middle of a culture war between groups he'd not known months prior? It was anything but simple. And he knew Peter knew that too.One of them dealt with these things by leaning into them, accepting the chaos with a bottle of liquor. The other would rather pretend they weren't happening. Really, he couldn't say Peter's way was any worse than his.
He did laugh when Peter's eyes obviously trailed along his skin then it was yelled that that wasn't the issue. It clearly was at least a part of it. "Okay, look. No more sexy stuff then, unless you want it. But Pet--" The nickname dropped off his tongue without thought. "--You said hello to me. You yelled. That means a part of you does wanna talk to me, right? Why? I think that as much as you like having orders, and hey, look, I like them in some contexts, I get it...I think you know that Zariah is a fucking dodgy master to have."
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
