[Despite the relatively civil (and coherent, on Adam's part) phone conversation they've been having, when someone comes waltzing into view Adam has the look of someone whose eyes are betraying them. He lowers his arm, letting the device hang limp.
Nothing about this has felt so real until now, and it's not that pleasant of a wake-up call.
He hasn't latched the cell door but he's pulled it nearly closed, leaving him standing behind the bars. The thought of what's outside the cell is more discomforting than acting like an inmate inside. Fact is, Daryl's initial assessment had been right: although it feels like he's lived longer than any normal human has a right to, Adam still looks young, out of his depth. He's dressed practically, jeans and boots and all, but there are no weapons in his cell. Nothing that can be easily slung into a bag and carried off, aside from water and liquor bottles scattered about. He'd just been starting to settle into the mansion; he's not prepared for zombie-infested Georgian wilderness.]
I didn't think you'd actually come.
[Which is to say... Adam has no idea what to do about him now that he's here--not just a voice on the phone but a real person in the flesh. He splutters before Daryl can get another word out.]
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Nothing about this has felt so real until now, and it's not that pleasant of a wake-up call.
He hasn't latched the cell door but he's pulled it nearly closed, leaving him standing behind the bars. The thought of what's outside the cell is more discomforting than acting like an inmate inside. Fact is, Daryl's initial assessment had been right: although it feels like he's lived longer than any normal human has a right to, Adam still looks young, out of his depth. He's dressed practically, jeans and boots and all, but there are no weapons in his cell. Nothing that can be easily slung into a bag and carried off, aside from water and liquor bottles scattered about. He'd just been starting to settle into the mansion; he's not prepared for zombie-infested Georgian wilderness.]
I didn't think you'd actually come.
[Which is to say... Adam has no idea what to do about him now that he's here--not just a voice on the phone but a real person in the flesh. He splutters before Daryl can get another word out.]
And go where?