I thought that love was in the drugs
But the more I took, the more it took away
"Eurgh, rough. Still, you don't feel pain though, do you?" Sure, it sucked having a hand out of commission, but Adam was sure it would eventually get fixed one way or another; if Amun could miss out on the pain, he didn't think it was all that bad. After all, there were people hurt much worse after Fiat Lux, Amalia being the obvious example.He was really beginning to have enough of Amun's attitude. Turned out when the guy wasn't being overly sexy at every moment, he was being incredibly petty. Still, finding out that The Voice hadn't responded...it surprised Adam enough that he forgot to be grumpy about the sarcasm. "Oof. Savage. Did you do something to piss her off, then? I thought she was meant to be all into the family thing." It was clear Amun was already pissy, so Adam didn't really care if he continued to be now; he may as well ask what he wanted.
Though, to be fair, the guy was showing him how to make jewellery...Adam had never been very good at staying mean, unless he really had something to be mad about. "You know what? Sorry, actually, that was a dick question. You don't have to talk about it if you don't wanna. Y'know, there's some guys in the market that'd probably make you a splint or something." Adam bent down to take the apron he had previously missed (oops lol) and tied it around his waist, going to wet his hands as instructed, then walked towards the clay, excitedly poking it to make a dent.
And I could never get enough
ADAM
