[ he drops his head to gansey's shoulder, trying not to sound too hysterical as he laughs. we sill have time. no, that's the problem. they're running out of time. they hardly have any time left, but of course it's gansey who looks at it like they still do. ever the optimist, where adam is ever the pessimist. he wishes he could look at the world and believe there was still hope -- and maybe there would be, if gansey's death didn't already feel so finalized. ]
Yeah, time. [ he laughs again, raising his head to look out over cabeswater, the only place where they really do have all the time in the world. ] We could stay here and nothing would ever change. I bet Ronan's mom would love the company.
[ he's talking nonsense, he knows he is. they can't stay here, not really. theoretically, they could. adam knows cabeswater better than anyone, now. he is cabeswater. he could find a place no one would ever find them and they could stay there and nothing would ever change. they might change, but cabeswater wouldn't. he knows they can't do that, though, even if it is possible. he couldn't live with himself knowing blue and ronan (even noah, probably) would be out there never knowing what really happened. he can't just abandon them, even if it means letting gansey die. watching him die. not being able to save him. having his heart shatter into a million pieces because gansey is the one person who means everything to him. ]
[ sometimes, he wishes it could have been blue. that way, he could have saved himself an extra ounce of pain and watching gansey die would be more like getting punched in the gut than someone ripping your chest open with their bare hands. but it was never blue, even then. it's always been gansey, and it always will be. and that's the worst part, really -- that he can't just stop feeling. one look at gansey is all it takes to send him reeling all over again; one kiss and adam melts like warm butter; one touch and his heart flutters. it's never enough, and now it never will be. he wants to believe it's going to be alright, in the end, but that would just be setting himself up for more misery than it already will be. ]
[ he turns back to gansey, really looks at him. he's already memorized every part of him, but a memory is never quite the same as the real thing. and, for a moment, he just wants to look, while he still has time. ] What are you thinking? [ it's impossible to know with gansey. even after all this time, he's never been very good at reading him. ]
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Yeah, time. [ he laughs again, raising his head to look out over cabeswater, the only place where they really do have all the time in the world. ] We could stay here and nothing would ever change. I bet Ronan's mom would love the company.
[ he's talking nonsense, he knows he is. they can't stay here, not really. theoretically, they could. adam knows cabeswater better than anyone, now. he is cabeswater. he could find a place no one would ever find them and they could stay there and nothing would ever change. they might change, but cabeswater wouldn't. he knows they can't do that, though, even if it is possible. he couldn't live with himself knowing blue and ronan (even noah, probably) would be out there never knowing what really happened. he can't just abandon them, even if it means letting gansey die. watching him die. not being able to save him. having his heart shatter into a million pieces because gansey is the one person who means everything to him. ]
[ sometimes, he wishes it could have been blue. that way, he could have saved himself an extra ounce of pain and watching gansey die would be more like getting punched in the gut than someone ripping your chest open with their bare hands. but it was never blue, even then. it's always been gansey, and it always will be. and that's the worst part, really -- that he can't just stop feeling. one look at gansey is all it takes to send him reeling all over again; one kiss and adam melts like warm butter; one touch and his heart flutters. it's never enough, and now it never will be. he wants to believe it's going to be alright, in the end, but that would just be setting himself up for more misery than it already will be. ]
[ he turns back to gansey, really looks at him. he's already memorized every part of him, but a memory is never quite the same as the real thing. and, for a moment, he just wants to look, while he still has time. ] What are you thinking? [ it's impossible to know with gansey. even after all this time, he's never been very good at reading him. ]