The Widening Gyre (open)

Adam realised, as Jigano asked about his scars, that he'd let himself say too much. He usually tried so hard to avoid discussion of the marks on his neck and chin, but the mood had been so out of his comfort zone he had been reaching for anything to fill it. Awkwardly he took in a breath, rubbed the back of his neck. "I uh...got into a fight with some rich asshole." He finally said: not a lie, but not quite the whole truth either. A pyre. Good, dramatic way to go. Adam nodded, impressed with that choice (and wishing he could claim something as cool as being sired from a Sun God). "Okay, sure. Once it's bright again, I'll help you with that. Just come get me - you know where I live, right?" He realised after asking that Jigano absolutely didn't. "In domiciles...just ask around there. I've already got a bit of a rep." Both good and bad, depending on who you asked. "You need me to get you anything else?" He asked, glancing back briefly to Jigano to see if he was decent yet. A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?