Adam bowed out of the mandatory ceremony too, only he went to his job working on motorized transport vehicles instead of anywhere else. Since his breakdown after Ronan's fights, he's been very quiet and very withdrawn. He's needed to gather himself and find out who he is here and where he's going and how he's going to get there. He still has a lot of questions about himself, about how to stop this place from chipping away at him. But he's not feeling quite so hopeless as he had before.

Maybe that's because he's been secretly compiling a list of the people Ronan fought in the underground fights. It may not seem like much, but it feels like the beginning of an arsenal, the beginning of a plan.

He barely makes curfew, entering their room with minutes to spare. He's covered in grease from working on motors and slips into the showers to take a quick one before the sleep meds are pumped into the room. He finds Ronan by his bed and walks over to him, seeing that he has some new things even if he can't tell what they are. Adam lightly touches Ronan's shoulder. "Hey."