[He's surprised, but he lets Ronan pull him close, leans into the hug and wraps his arms around Ronan in return, holding him. He knows it's Ronan looking for comfort, for reassurance. Maybe that this is the real Adam, or maybe just that he's alive, that everything hasn't been ruined. But Adam takes comfort from it as well - the simple comfort of Ronan's warmth, of his familiar embrace, and the knowledge that whatever else he may be thinking, he still wants Adam in his arms.
Adam hasn't ruined everything. Not yet.]
Okay.
[Honestly, he doesn't want to. He doesn't want Ronan to do this, to look at the face of a creature that looks just like Adam and bury. To know that Adam is the one that killed it. He'd rather Ronan went home, forgot about this, moved on. But he can't bring himself to make Ronan leave, and maybe that would do even more damage. He doesn't know. All he can do is what he thinks is best, as he always has.]
We can - we can bury it here. It'll be good for the trees.
[Maybe Ronan will find that macabre, or cold, or even cruel. To Adam, it's a comfort. He'd like that for himself, really, and it's the only kindness he's willing to offer this impostor that would have happily destroyed them.]
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Adam hasn't ruined everything. Not yet.]
Okay.
[Honestly, he doesn't want to. He doesn't want Ronan to do this, to look at the face of a creature that looks just like Adam and bury. To know that Adam is the one that killed it. He'd rather Ronan went home, forgot about this, moved on. But he can't bring himself to make Ronan leave, and maybe that would do even more damage. He doesn't know. All he can do is what he thinks is best, as he always has.]
We can - we can bury it here. It'll be good for the trees.
[Maybe Ronan will find that macabre, or cold, or even cruel. To Adam, it's a comfort. He'd like that for himself, really, and it's the only kindness he's willing to offer this impostor that would have happily destroyed them.]