the wine of friendship

Adam laughed in turn at Jigano's reaction to his description of Nautical rivalries, though he honestly couldn't think of a more apt word. There'd always been something vaguely homoerotic about the way Navymen and Pirates circled each other, somehow never seemed to kill each other despite the hundreds of swordfights. "Oh, I dunno. Maybe not love right away, but it can definitely be a hatesex thing and once you've seen someone naked...it's kinda hard to hate them as much as you once did." God, how he wished he could have seen how it had turned out back in his world. He was telling the full truth about Peter, had not ever considered the word 'Pet' as anything that could be taken the way Jigano said. Since the bard said nothing else on it, Adam hoped that he'd been taken at his word. There were a lot of things Adam could be accused of, but devaluing his loves wasn't one of them. "Devils, huh?" In Adam's words there had been demons and so on, but Jigano just didn't look like the kind of person they'd curse. Maybe that was rude. He kept listening. "Sounds interesting...it's probably a good idea not to make too many promises anyway, for everyone. They never really work out as you plan, I find." He'd made many he'd been unable to keep: I won't get another drink. I'll stay quiet all evening. I won't stop loving you. "So if you'dve had kids, would they have had that curse?" He asked, then tilted his head. "...Did you have kids? Or...a wife or a husband or whatever? Back there?" A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?