"Then take me with you."
Adam's words left the four of them momentarily speechless. Luna-Evelyn, however, merely fixed him with an impassive stare, her expression conveying a silent message: if this was a joke, it wasn't a funny one.
Though one would wonder if Luna-Evelyn could even laugh.
But in any case Adam wasn't joking.
Ophelia broke the silence with a soft chuckle, shaking her head as if humoring a child. "I'm sorry, Adam, but we can't. It's too dangerous, and this mission is confidential." She said gently. She didn't need to elaborate; the unspoken message was clear: the task at hand was far too dangerous, especially for someone in Adam's fragile state. He had barely survived in the third layer of the Whispering Woods as it was.
"Confidential mission, huh?" Adam repeated, studying them.
"Yeah, weirdo. Can't you see we're with the World Order?" Stephen snapped, clearly running low on patience.
