Adrian and Jackson
Adrian knew it was Jackson when he asked if he was okay. He should've known when he felt the arms go around him, but he wasn't used to that kind of casual physical contact from his friend. Adrian folded his arm over Jackson's arm, holding it to his stomach. "This is relaxed," Adrian murmured, his humor dark. He signed softly when Jackson suggested sitting again. "Yea."
"Yea..." was the appropriate response to his comments about his sister too. Adrian knew Narissa could take care of herself... He trusted Tony Stark to look after her too - as much as he trusted anything. "She'll be happier with her friends."