A barrier springs up between the two. "[color=66f4b7][i]ARTIMES, THAT IS ENOUGH[/i],[/color]" Adam yells, voice echoing. He puts a hand on her shoulder and forces her to take a step back, moving to stand between them. "[color=ffe34c]The memory wipe may have been Jacob's idea, but it was [i]my[/i] choice in the end. I could have taken you and left, but I didn't. Jacob,[/color]" he sends a glance backwards, "[color=ffe34c]who is going to take a breath, is not to blame. I'm truly sorry, but I will not let you blame him for something that was never his fault.[/color]"