Well, he'd either ruined Amalia's day at some point or he hadn't and all Adam could do was hope it'd easily be sorted. Deimos was an odd man, one so unlike himself he didn't know how to act, what would upset him and what wouldn't. At one point he would have bet nothing as meagre as words could have effected the Sword, but of course that was wrong. Beneath the strong set of his jaw, he was just as human as the rest of them.
Adam began to push his nose into the space between the roots, where packed dirt kept him from fully sliding into what was surely a little grave from the smell. While he worked, pushing the earth away so he could access the treasures (...?) within, he was glad to find Deimos had decided to work with him and have a conversation.
Wow, you really don't do anything by half measures, do ya? He laughed, finding it almost comedic and fitting that Deimos had captured the sun via aerial combat. I did it with Jigano too. We just kinda sunbathed for a bit, though. Oh, and I dropped a bucket on him. Just an average day, really; he liked that he seemed to be able to unlock a part of the bard that liked to joke about as much as he did.
Do you ever wonder why we're doing it, though? Everyone just told me to make a basket and start pretending I could grab the sun. What's the point? He was aware this was like a naive question, but Deimos was an Outlander too. He had to have learnt for the first time at some point, right?
adam Mistreat your Altar Boys long enough and this is what you get
Sad and angry... can't learn how to behave
Still won't know how in the darkness of the grave
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