bury me in satin

Adam Some things you do just to see how bad they'll make you feel Sometimes you try to freeze time 'til the slots are a blur of spinning wheels As Amalia finally laughed Adam felt relief cascade through him, bringing tears to his eyes and filling his heart with joy. No matter how difficult it all was, if she could laugh, he knew they'd be able to pull out okay. They'd adjust, they'd change. "I got him pretty on point, right?" Adam grinned, though it faltered a little for his next question: "Did...Deimos say anything to you when he brought you here? About the engagement or your legs?" As she asked her question Adam sighed and looked down, closed his eyes. On his arms there were still small blood stains and smears of mud left by the children he had been lifting out of the festival. "I don't know. I..I saw about...I guess..." Unfortunately, Adam had been witness to many aftermaths of disasters, knew how to estimate a death count. "Maybe twenty or so dead. Maybe more. A lot of them...kids. I tried to get the ones I could and a lot of them were really hurt." He shook his head, trying to clear his mind of some of the most pressing memories; he'd need to drink before long to wipe his mind. "But...you need to focus on staying here and getting healthy again. I can come visit every day, if you want. I could...bring games or books or something?" With Jigano's lessons, he thought he might even be able to read them to her. But I am just a broken machine And I do things that I don't really mean