[He's just got a soft spot for women in distress, okay!! Though to be fair, abdominal distress isn't exactly what he'd signed up for.
Adam, still kneeling, just kind of arches a brow as she pulls herself up on him – yeah okay, sure, just go right ahead – but says nothing about it, busying himself instead with scraping the crud off his boots and into the encroaching surf.
Maybe the ocean's not so bad after all.]
That's reassuring. [It really isn't.
But she does look a little better already, so...? He wipes his hands off in the water and stands back up, eyeing Hawke dubiously from behind his shades. Kind of half-expecting those organs to start coming.]
Not so good with hurtling through the air at terminal velocity, I'm guessing.
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Adam, still kneeling, just kind of arches a brow as she pulls herself up on him – yeah okay, sure, just go right ahead – but says nothing about it, busying himself instead with scraping the crud off his boots and into the encroaching surf.
Maybe the ocean's not so bad after all.]
That's reassuring. [It really isn't.
But she does look a little better already, so...? He wipes his hands off in the water and stands back up, eyeing Hawke dubiously from behind his shades. Kind of half-expecting those organs to start coming.]
Not so good with hurtling through the air at terminal velocity, I'm guessing.