Adam
It starts with a teaspoon of trouble - It ends in bliss and penury
There is no pension plan for heroes - So you'll want to get the hell out of my way
There is no pension plan for heroes - So you'll want to get the hell out of my way
Coffee, territorial of his food, watched Jyoti carefully - Adam looked over too, and once he realised the whale was not coming for the snack (what did...uh..mini..flying...fish...things...eat anyway?) he mentally told Coffee to calm down, that it would be alright; in addition he laid a hand on the cool scales on the dragon's back.
"Well uh..we've kinda been hanging out and stuff, and when we were talking...turns out we're from the same place. At different times, we think, but it's the same place. And I think he's kinda cute or whatever, and he came over and asked me to kiss him...it went a bit further." Adam laughed, though there was actually clear affection in his voice and eyes, in the way he looked down at the grass and smiled, picking at it almost as if embarrassed.
He was still himself, though. "Oh, no. It's open season at the Adam bed. Come on in, any time you want, and I'll come--well, maybe you get it without me saying that." He laughed, the sound dumb and ending in a snort, at his own bad joke.
Adam had to go mentally through the list of people who had been at the Pit until he worked out who Amalia meant, not knowing who 'the quiet one' was right away. "Ooooohh, the big guy! You like 'em muscly, huh? Has he got a personality, then? I always find big tough guys are really fucking boring...I hope he's decent. You deserve that." His genuineness was somewhat undercut by the heavy chomp of his sandwich and chewing.
