#i need to remake his graphics UWA

[langcreation]

" i did not say old friend. "

even despite his speech abilities improving so drastically, adam has always remained direct. his voice is firm, a subtle threat as his eyes never once leave nicholas. his gaze remains fixed on him well after questions have been asked.

he sits down on a chair to be hospitable — he is not the same as he was before. hands rest on his knees, sitting on the edge of his seat. ready to leap up if any trouble were to arise. he's smarter now, sharper.

adam can sense nicholas knows this as well.

" no. i don't drink. "

adam denies the drink before it's even offered out to him. he knows well enough by now that nicholas' intentions were never innocent as eyes flit to the brandy poured, eyes flicking back up to the man holding the alcohol. he remains stone cold, unflinching. after a while, he finally addresses what nicholas asked of him.

" ... i went to university — i have ... learned many things. i understand how things — how people work better now. " a pointed comment, coupled with a pointed stare.

HE  EYES  ADAM  WITH  DISDAIN,  but  still  keeps  the  smile  on  his  face.  he  is  no  stranger  to  putting  on  a  friendly  face  even  in  the  most  unfortunate  situations  he  finds  himself  in,  but  he  is  already  in  dread  of  whatever  conversations  await  him.  he  could  handle  it,  of  course,  but  he  didn't  want  to  deal  with  it.  he  is  not  the  best  at  facing  emotional  confrontations,  not  especially  when  they  involve  his  past  misdeeds.

"  how  thoughtful  it  was  of  you  to  drop  by.  to  ...  'check  in',  on  an  old  friend.  "  

his  smile  finally  falters  a  bit,  eyes  glancing  down  briefly  before  meeting  adams  once  again.  

"  i  do  hope  you  hadn't  gone  out  of  your  way  too  much  just  to  see  me.  "  

his  tone  sounded  a  bit  sharp  and  harsh,  as  if  subtly  hinted  that  he  wasn't  very  happy  about  it.  however  his  tone  picked  up  in  his  next  line.  he  rubbed  his  hands  together.

"  well!  i  suppose  i  should  be  a  bit  more  hospitable  to  you.  feel  free  to  have  a  seat.  would  you  care  for  a  drink?  "  

he  gestures  a  hand  out  toward  the  chairs,  eyes  still  set  on  adam.  they  seemed  to  be  in  a  small  stand-off,  which  he  could  sense.  he  moved  away  from  him,  towards  his  own  cupboard  to  take  out  a  brandy  for  himself.  he  spoke  as  he  poured  it.

"  i  would  be  most  interested  to  hear  what  you've  been  up  to  these  days.  "  he  pauses,  reiterating.  "  most  interested  ...  "