the wine of friendship

"Wait, there's a difference between devils and demons?" Adam asked, tilting his head. Though Jigano's description of one certainly made sure that he didn't want to see the differences up close for himself. "Back home we had uh...'The' Devil, and he was like, the big bad demon boss, I guess? But people still called demons devils sometimes..." He'd never thought so hard about the distinctions between the denizens of Hell before; perhaps he would have been more interested in church had it let him drink and ramble on about devils. 'The Abyss' definitely sounded like bad news. Seemed like Jigano didn't have a satisfying end to the story though, just like how Adam didn't know how things ended up on his world. With a frustrated sigh he sunk back in his chair. "We gotta see sometime if we can find a way to just take a look back into our old worlds. Even if we can't go back. Just so we can see what's going on." At the idea of Amalia babysitting any potential Adam-lets, he pulled a face. "No. I've never ever wanted them. Luckily there ain't much of a chance of it with Pet..er." A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?