1966: (95.)
"𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚖." ([personal profile] 1966) wrote in [community profile] draino 2025-03-15 08:06 pm (UTC)

[ it's such a simple answer, such a nothing answer when slotted beside the information he actually seeks, but at the same time - it resonates. it makes sense to him in a way many things don't, even when his 'otherwordly' knowledge and his time spent on earth.

zephir is correct; he does understand. it's... interesting, that zephir would just assume that he would. adam blinks again, slow and almost calculated as predicted, and his gaze immediately lowers to the apple in zephir's hand. bright and almost waxy with how fresh it seems, at least by comparison to spoiling fruit in his own hands.

adam's eyes lift again, steady. ]


I do, [ he says after a beat, idly using his thumb nail to slice through bruised appleskin. his hands are slowly becoming something of a mess, but he seems unbothered. with the same nail, he carves out a jagged slice, and brings it up to his mouth, but he pauses, staring past the fruit in his fingers at zephir. he tilts his head slightly, shifts his gaze only briefly to the moth perched on one of his knuckles, and then presses, quietly, fascinated, ] ... What are you?

[ he puts the apple in his mouth, but doesn't chew or swallow. ]

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