We're Gonna Have to Go Through It

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 "Yah, and blood fucking smells bad, duh." As much as it was clear Peter had...some stuff going on, Adam didn't really believe he'd been so used to violence that he now liked the scent of blood. Such a thing would be so melodramatically tragic that he didn't wanna accept it. Before he answered Pet's question, Adam held the horn in his hands for a moment, staring as if expecting it to do something, send out sparks or sing a song. But the horn stayed still and silent, just...well, a horn. Ripped from an animal. Disappointed, he sighed and got up, holding the horn by his side and pulling a face. "No, and I'm wondering if it was just to keep me busy..." Grumpily he raised the horn up and moved his mouth from side to side, frowning at it. "You know of anything these can do?" But I am just a broken machine And I do things that I don't really mean