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[iustus_rex]

[ downstairs ]

Edmund lets them into his room, leaving the bottle of scotch on the table, and then, after a moment, seats himself on the bed, letting his head drop into his hands.

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[last_adam]

Adam follows Edmund in, eyeing the bottle of scotch. He heads over and puts his hand on Edmund's back, not quite knowing what to say.

[iustus_rex]

Quiet, for a moment, although eventually he looks up, turning to face Adam at least a bit.

"It's a hell of a thing, really."

[last_adam]

Adam thinks about asking being dead? but that would be silly, really, as it's all fairly obvious. So instead, he crosses the room and takes two glasses, which he brings back and fills with scotch, placing one of them in front of Edmund, and drinking from the other himself.

[iustus_rex]

A muttered thanks, and he takes quite a long drink.

It is not possible, but rather is probable, that the Atlantean was quite a bit stronger than he had thought.

"This wasn't supposed to happen."