He should have went. He could deal with whatever snips Ronan dealt out. He could deal with silence if that's what he opted for. This, he can't deal with. For a glaring second Adam thinks the roaring of the Evo is Kavinsky leaving and that somehow is worse than being left alone. But the engine cuts off, followed by the sound of his footsteps coming up the stairway. Angrily. Adam curls into himself, unable to find the strength to actually get up and move.

The door barely misses him and he makes a fearful noise in the back of his throat, and he's pleading for anything out there to stop the inevitable. His nose fills with the scent of Cabeswater then, and the familiar feeling of foliage curling across his skin. He doesn't know if it's comfort or protection, but he'll take it.

Then nothing comes.

Kavinsky moves right past him and further into Monmouth, and after a moment, Adam watches his movements, from the kitchen to Ronan's room. Then silence. Adam doesn't know what to do. If he should stay there, or talk to Kavinsky, or head back to his own room, but any of those options could make the whole situation worse.

For now, he opts to stay where he is, a frightful creature. Nothing better than dirt.