Adam wasnât terribly social. Not with anyone. He had never been overly interested in the goings-on of the modern world, what with all its technological advances and self-destructive tendencies. The past three hundred years had proven to be less civilized than a man from his time would have expected.
Adam shifted slightly, pressing his back against the wall of the nearest building, uncertain whether to say something to her or not. Were he to speak, inform her that he wasnât interested in companionship, in knowing people, it would surely come across the wrong way. If he refused, trudged away in silence, there was an even greater chance that this woman would follow him, know where to find him when it was she wanted. And while neither of these outcomes were remotely  C L O S E to what Adam wanted, the latter of the two was far worse than the first.
"Iâm not interested," he said simply. "I would rather be ALONE.â
Saying it aloud hadnât quite the effect he had intended. Quite the opposite. It forced into his head the last minutes to which he had held over days wasted away without sleep, staring blankly at the points throughout the run-down house where she had frequented.
Clenching his jaw, his feet moved, the subtle sound of weight rising from beneath his boots, hands shoved into pockets.
"Leave it beâŚ"
Jackieâs expression fell, and her feet stuttered to a stop. It wasnât the first time she had been turned down for conversation since she came here, certainly. The difference of course was that before it had always come from humans, and that hadnât been a surprise. She knew she was unaccustomed to how things were done anymore, and she did feel rather awkward in her new body. That being said, as soon as she realized the man in the club hadnât just been a human, she was excited she had found someone who she had at least one thing in common with.
"Right. Of course, so sorry. As I saidâŚ" Jackie trailed off, clearing her throat and flashing a small, awkward smile. âWell, you donât need to hear any of that again. If youâŚdecide to change your mind, then Iâm at the club quite often, or, well, Iâm staying in one of those houses,â she pointed down the block from them, âThe blue one. Just, if you ever would like to talk.â
For just a second, Jackie lingered, before nodding to herself and turning away.














