There were so many things that Adam wanted, but they ranged from huge and intangible (independence, a house of his own, enough gold to survive indefinitely) to small and pitiful (an apple, a full night's sleep, shoes without holes). Adam's pride prevented him from asking for anything related to basic survival, and he'd had little opportunity to want for anything when his life was taken up with basic needs.

He watched Ronan, guarded and considering.

He wanted a salve for his hands. He wanted a blanket to lie on the beach. He wanted more food.

"A piece of candy," Adam said at last, picking something so small that he could bear to ask for it without stinging his pride.