the wine of friendship

"That's like, his whole job though, isn't it?" Adam asked, unawares of any rift between Jigano and the bookmaker, whom he was only loosely aware of anyway. He'd passed the bookstore several times but given his inability to read until very recently, had never desired to enter. As for his blackmail...he grinned, tongue coming out to lick at his teeth for a moment as he laughed over the memory. "Well. Sometimes when I wasn't making enough on the roads, I'd go and spend a bit of time at an inn doing the family business. Let's just say that as many pirates as he arrested, the good Captain was not the one putting handcuffs on anyone else in the bedroom." Honestly, it hadn't been a bad night, but the man had insisted on denying he'd ever known Adam afterwards and the best way to take offence was to get some cash out of it. "Uhhh well....fish. Lotsa fish. I heard about whales and giant squids and shit but I never saw any of them. I didn't spend a lot of time out at sea...I'm a mountain kid really." He'd always found boats a little unnerving. The way the floor swayed and changed beneath you, the knowledge that there wasn't that far to run should anything go wrong. "There was rumours of mermaids too, but..." He squinted and shrugged. It seemed that cutting Jigano's hair into a fun undercut was out of the question. "I noticed you didn't compare it to my hair for care and maintenance." He pointed out, sticking his tongue out. "But fine. Just a style it is then." Speaking of hairstyles, something came to mind. Adam lifted the braid that fell from his left temple to his chest, ended with a large red wooden bead. "Y'see this? This was a thing, where I'm from. As soon as you have enough hair for it, your mum gives you a braid like this. If you keep it in, then...her hands, her love, y'know, they're always there with you. It's...kinda silly, but..." Well. His braid was still there. A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?