feel whats out of place

Adam

You took notes on what you had to do
To get the piece of the pie that belonged to you

Adam raised his eyebrows, finding Arialla's statement of the harm done massively overdramatic. Maybe he just didn't get it, but he'd been hurt badly before to the point of near-death, and of all the ways for it to happen, Ascended bite was hardly the worst he could think of. At least you'd get some good times out of it before you went, right? Still, he tried to keep his face straight and understanding for her sake.

"So...d'ya think you can get it back? The uh, pieces of your soul, I mean. If there's anything I could do to help..." He shrugged. Probably not, but he would assist if he could.

As far as he was concerned, walking talking and dick sucking were as good reasons to live as any, but it seemed Arialla wasn't convinced. "I look like a person. Talk like one too. Think like one, move like one, feel like one - what about me ain't a person? Seriously, don't give me any vague bullshit about souls. What between you and me sat here right now makes us any different? Makes you any more alive than me?" He was, perhaps, getting a little frustrated now, but Adam tried to make sure his voice was more curious than annoyed.

You've been waiting for this ever since you were young
Be careful not to choke on your tongue