James had to think, which was in character for him. And based on his words and tone, Adam had more evidence he messed up. Oh, what a mess this day had become, and after it being so good for most of it! The Druid's train of thought continued along these lines until being placed on a new track by the Cleric.
"Okay, okay" He took a deep breath "First off, stop thinking about running to the enemy that is just plain stupid, it's your panic speaking. Second, second" He needed a moment, just a moment "Adam, did we ever tell Lucy that the Witch Queen was interfering with communications?"
No, no they had not. And yes, the team leader was right. Upon taking a split second to reflect, Adam knew that charging into the enemy camp like that would end badly. To respond to James’ question, Adam mirrored his action and took a deep breath of his own first; he wouldn't be helpful if he was panicked the whole time. Then he formulated his response:
“No, we did not. And I doubt she knows - Lucy didn't snoop on my message to Glee despite her interest, and I'd imagine someone put in charge of the mail would have to be trustworthy.”
”We need to go. Now"
Yeah, that was a good idea, so the American nodded and walked with the Mexican to the Guildhouse. During that time, Adam tried thinking of ways to help. He did not consider himself to be a great strategist like the man next to him, but he still wanted to try to make up for his mistake, somehow.
“Maybe…if they attack early, the barrier team won't be drained, so they can help the city stay safe?” It wasn't a super insightful thing, he felt, so he added “or is that stating the obvious?” The Druid would listen to and respond to the Cleric of course, though it wasn't a long conversation; the two had entered their destination fairly quickly, having become more familiar with the city thanks to the time they had spent there.
After a glance to see if Lucy was at the bar, Adam and James went upstairs when it was clear she was not. Thankfully, she was at her desk, and the elf was her usual polite self when greeting the adventurers.
“Unfortunately, I messed up, and I'm sorry for that. First, I never mentioned to anyone that the enemy can see Source Mail messages and interfere with communications. And second, I overlooked that fact when sending my letter, so now the Witch Queen knows we knew when they were going to attack. Frankly, they probably have a new plan now. Again, I apologize for the mistake.”
The red-eyed man, maybe subconsciously, had shifted all of the blame for not sharing the communications hack to himself. Perhaps it was his way of trying to make things right with his team, so they could function even if he became a target for the error. He knew that the mistake wouldn't define him to those who mattered, but his desire to do the right thing was ever-present, even in his current state of exhaustion. Second Chance would not suffer for his error.
In that spirit, Adam would then defer to James on decision-making for the rest of the conversation, only speaking when asked a question or for his opinion. When the conversation came to an end and the two left the Guildhouse, the Druid would once again apologize to the Cleric for his role in this, then return to the inn if nothing else was needed from him.
There, pleasant conversation with MacKensie would cap off a productive day that had turned very bad. Perhaps the red-eyed man would have noticed her feelings of awkwardness if he was less tired. Instead, his mind was on how he would make up for his mistake. Getting to meet the Ranger's new friend would be interesting, at least.
And after the time spent with his friend, Adam went to his room and slept, hoping tomorrow wouldn't bring any more unfortunate revelations.