Adam rolled his eyes at James' jokes; that really wasn't his sense of humor. Still, it seemed like at least the resident teleporter laughed at them, so it wasn't a waste. Something to get their mind off of the recent tragedies, he supposed. The Druid did agree with the Cleric about moving forward though. Even if he got kicked off the team, the red-eyed man knew he would continue to do whatever was right. Then the battle leader asked everyone if they gained anything after the crystal shined purple. It was something to consider-


Or, it would have been, if MacKensie's arrival and Lillianna subsequent bursting into tears didn't distract the man. [i]One more thing I failed at,[/i] he thought, [i]she needs support right away and all I can do is awkwardly offer water.[/i] Adam picked up her staff, at least wanting to be able to be of [i]some[/i] help to the woman. When she was done crying and ready to move, he would return it to her, along with offering to be there to talk if she wanted. That would be a good way of being supportive, yes. 


Unless she needed anything, Adam intended on walking in silence for the rest of the way to their destination. That is, he intended on walking in silence until he heard Zell's question.


[b]"Do me a favour. Could you jump in that in that river over there and start drowning? Don't worry, I'll save you... I think... I just need a little motivation."[/b]


The Druid raised his eyebrows at this, quite restrained compared to what he was actually thinking. [i]Is he an idiot?[/i] Looking at the river to see an old man with gray skin and pointy ears swimming in it, there seemed to be little risk of drowning, even if the man wanted to risk his life that way. The swordsman seemed to prudently change his mind before Adam could say no to his idea, instead asking how to activate his powers.


Ah, the teleportation. Yes, that was quite relevant. Adam took a moment to think about how to best answer the question, then spoke. "My ability is pretty straightforward. I think about what I want to happen in my head, and I apply…magical energy? For lack of a better phrase, to the place I want it to happen at. Then it happens. Take a look." The man pointed to a nearby windowsill; there was a small potted plant on it, one that looked almost dead. He used his magic on it, pretty effortlessly compared to what he had done in the Hillocks, and it returned to life, now looking like a silver and gold pinwheel if they had green vines to hold them. [i]What an interesting plant. I'll have to look into other plants native to this world,[/i] the man thought.


Returning to the question at hand though, Adam resumed speaking. "Of course, there's a lot we don't know about magic here; our magics could work in completely different ways from each other. Maybe you have to be in the state of mind you were in when it happened, or maybe you can only teleport once a day, I don't know." The Druid shrugged his arms, as if to emphasize that last point. More cheerfully, he added "but look where we are! If you can't figure out how to teleport on your own, someone in the Adventurer's Guild probably knows how."