Bounty on your head

ADAM it's not a cry for help, it's just a cry for connection. "Oh, I dunno, a couple da--" Adam began to say until he was cut off by a sudden hug, awkwardly patting Amalia on the back as he blinked through it in surprise. "..I'm...fine...bit hungry, but I've been rationing out my food. Did they give you any?" As she pulled away he cleared his throat and adjusted his shirt, unsure of how to deal with tricksy platonic affection. "N-" Adam was once again stopped short by the same commotion up top, and leaned back on his elbows to watch what was happening. In his experience the Fae didn't seem to want to hurt someone as long as they willingly jumped, so as long as this person wasn't dumb he was sure they would be fine. To help, he shouted:"Jump! The water's fine!" i'd trade my life and health, to make people pay attention. I'd sacrifice myself for the sake of entertainment.