[Adam's brow furrows more because that's still foreign to him and doesn't really explain it in the terms of logic that he wants. He wants things to make sense, to be orderly. Even when it came to magic, it had rules, once he learned them he could deal with it.
This is something else and he knows he's on the verge of panicking despite how calm he was trying to look.]
Oh. [The explanation doesn't make anymore sense when it really comes down to it.]
Okay.
[Because what else can he say? He focuses on breathing instead, finally forcing his eyes back away from his wrist.]
Who are you? [This really doesn't seem like a dream. He doesn't think people in dreams are Ronan's specialty.
no subject
This is something else and he knows he's on the verge of panicking despite how calm he was trying to look.]
Oh. [The explanation doesn't make anymore sense when it really comes down to it.]
Okay.
[Because what else can he say? He focuses on breathing instead, finally forcing his eyes back away from his wrist.]
Who are you? [This really doesn't seem like a dream. He doesn't think people in dreams are Ronan's specialty.
This is real. Somehow.]