"Hey," he murmured a greeting to the familiar raven, perched comfortably on his bike. She got a grin; it was amazing what a familiar face (or two) could do for his mood. Not that he needed much help in that department before now. Things were a little weird, sure, but he couldn't say he was having a bad day or anything. Or a bad week. Actually, life had been pretty decent until now, and it was looking up a little more now.
He casually moved one hand to cover the leather bands on one wrist, a little embarrassed that he was wearing them. It wasn't his fault; they'd shown up with him. With that totally natural shift of posture, Adam turned his attention from Chainsaw to her dreamer, his smile a little lopsided. He'd thought he'd have ended up there alone forever, and while that wasn't entirely a bad thing, he hadn't realized how much he'd missed his friends.
"Lynch." A sound, halfway to a chuckle. "I built this. That's why it sucks. There's not much to work with around here.
"You thought you were dreaming? Seems a little complicated for that." Not that Ronan couldn't dream some impossibly beautiful, intricate things, Adam was sure. There were just a few too many moving parts.
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He casually moved one hand to cover the leather bands on one wrist, a little embarrassed that he was wearing them. It wasn't his fault; they'd shown up with him. With that totally natural shift of posture, Adam turned his attention from Chainsaw to her dreamer, his smile a little lopsided. He'd thought he'd have ended up there alone forever, and while that wasn't entirely a bad thing, he hadn't realized how much he'd missed his friends.
"Lynch." A sound, halfway to a chuckle. "I built this. That's why it sucks. There's not much to work with around here.
"You thought you were dreaming? Seems a little complicated for that." Not that Ronan couldn't dream some impossibly beautiful, intricate things, Adam was sure. There were just a few too many moving parts.