Well, we're not going to fix this dead on our feet.

[ For a moment it strikes him that Ronan might not want him to follow. It's an old fear and one that is mostly scar tissue, but still smarts when pressed upon. He shakes his head, short and sharp and then looks down the street to where he came. ]

We should stick together, find somewhere to stay. We can figure it all out later.

[ At last, Adam finally addresses his daemon who rattles off an apartment address nearby. Once he gets the directions, he snags two fingers in the other boy's sleeve. ]

Come on. If Gansey or the others are here, they can find the address, right? It'll be easier if we're in one place.