[ andyr's just settled down, slouched in his side a respectable distance away, and contemplating a nap himself, when Adam speaks up. Eyes lift to up, brows raised, and it suddenly occurs to him that it's just the two of them now, and this thing between them, and Ronan's check out. And it feels very bizarre, out of place. ]
I believe you. [ and he does. He'd seen what Adam lying looked like, and it had been good, but it isn't this. ]
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I believe you. [ and he does. He'd seen what Adam lying looked like, and it had been good, but it isn't this. ]