the wine of friendship

"Before. Heidi looked after me when it happened, actually. It's...kind of what led to us getting more serious, then having to get married when her dad found out." Adam idly traced a finger down from his face now, over his jaw and neck, just a little into the covered area under his shirt. He supposed if he were anyone else he'd be fascinated by such prominent marks too. Adam's opinion of Wessex was a quiet respect, though he thought they'd likely never get on. "You're not a fan, then?" He asked with an amusement tilt to his lips, sipping. "She seems like she'd get shit done, but like that shit would only be shit she wants done." Jigano seemed like someone who would actually try to be a good King, as much as such a thing was possible; he probably didn't like someone as blunt as Wessex being in charge. He could agree to the remedied toast. "Yeah. I'm sure she's doing fine...you leave anyone important behind?" A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?