"I don't usually drink coffee," Adam said. It wasn't out of any preference, but simply a practicality. Coffee cost money. "You might have to remind me or ask when you want coffee, but I'll try to remember."

Adam ate hungrily, grateful for the food and hungrier than he'd wanted to admit. Even though he'd been eating at the Institute for the past days, he hadn't wanted to take too much. "Certain things I don't want to do in public?" He had to think about it for a moment, and then shrugged. "I don't think so. I like the thought of people seeing me and knowing that someone wants me. I feel safe when you touch me, so I don't know of any way I don't want you to touch me. If something makes me uncomfortable, I'll let you know."

Adam nodded, still wary about how badly their contact had gone the night before, and displeased by the conclusions Alec had jumped to. It still didn't make sense to Adam how he'd gotten to those conclusions. "We've both got to try to communicate better. What we want, what we're comfortable with."