Adam listened to Barracker's words about mental preparation and the letter, nodding in agreement with the sentiment. The only thing the Druid really needed to add to that was “I can only imagine what you've seen personally,” he stated sympathetically. “Destroying everything for the sake of power is no way to live.” It was brief, but it was the truth.

What the Paladin said next, that was something that probably deserved more attention. And Adam knew he wanted to be there for his friend. “Right, nobody's perfect. Being able to do what is right despite any internal or external obstacles in your way, that's what matters. You probably know that though, so I don't need to preach at you.” The fisherman smiled, then continued. “And if you ever need to talk about your fears, or anything else, you know where to find me.” Ending his little speech with what mattered the most, he gladly accepted the vampire's invitation,  mentally noting he could use the break from his work.

“Trouble makers, huh,” Adam stated to his friend as they walked towards their destination, “I have one of those, back home. My brother Eric is one of the smartest guys I know, but that doesn't mean he didn't do his fair share of stupid things.” The Druid chuckled at this, remembering a few or more dumb stunts his sibling pulled. He also knew an Anne, but he felt she wasn't really relevant to Barracker right now. Maybe later.

“So, do you have any siblings yourself?” Just because the Paladin hadn't mentioned any yet didn't mean there weren't any at all.