[Ronan isn't going to leave, and that's more reassuring than it should be. Physically, Adam is - well, he's not all right, really, but his arm is healed, thanks to Gansey's magic. His body is still recovering from the shock of what happened, but otherwise he's fine. It's everything else that's wrong. He can't look at the place where his arm ends, can't even start thinking about what he's going to do.
It won't last. Even Adam knows that. He's too practical, too used to trauma - as horrible as that might sound. It's true, anyway. And he doesn't want to make Ronan care for him too long, doesn't want to push the edges of his patience. He's already shown so much.
And Adam knows he has to eat.]
Yeah.
[And he proves it, for all that he wants to lay there until the world ends around them. He sits up, and he looks at the bowl of soup. He doesn't reach out for it yet, needing to prepare himself. There's no way to keep from facing what's happened to him, after all. He takes a long moment before reaching out with his good hand - his right hand, luckily, his dominant hand - to take the bowl.]
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It won't last. Even Adam knows that. He's too practical, too used to trauma - as horrible as that might sound. It's true, anyway. And he doesn't want to make Ronan care for him too long, doesn't want to push the edges of his patience. He's already shown so much.
And Adam knows he has to eat.]
Yeah.
[And he proves it, for all that he wants to lay there until the world ends around them. He sits up, and he looks at the bowl of soup. He doesn't reach out for it yet, needing to prepare himself. There's no way to keep from facing what's happened to him, after all. He takes a long moment before reaching out with his good hand - his right hand, luckily, his dominant hand - to take the bowl.]