the wine of friendship

There was a look towards his scars and Adam's fingers immediately went to them, tracing over the smooth skin between stubble on his chin. "Oh, nah. This happened waaaaaaay after I got outta home." That was all he said on the matter unprompted - anything else about the scars would have to be asked after. He laughed bemused as Jigano casually dropped that he'd been a King. "A couple hours is probably the perfect amount of time to be King. Long enough to make a couple orders and eat a feast, but short enough you don't get your head cut off. Though...I guess there's not many feasts going around here, huh?" He'd certainly not seen any bird-inside-of-other-birds or whatever it was fancy people in his world used to eat. "Probably best to give it off." Miming vomiting as Jigano called him a duke, he shook his head and motioned for the bottle to go down untoasted. "Absolutely not. I didn't even really get the title when we were married, 'sides we've been divorced for like...seven...? Years now. I still saw her plenty, but she's got a new guy. Boring as fuck, she hates him, but that's what rich people gotta do, I guess. She seems to have plenty of fun on the side." Adam shrugged, but he couldn't help his mind wandering to the same sad place as Jigano - did Heidi think he was dead, now? Missing? Did she care? Had she been looking? A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?