Chase snickered. "I figured no one should fall. Cuz y'know. That would suck a bunch," he offered, flopping down onto the floor to sit there, his back up against someone's dresser.
"But I'm totally that guy. I'm Mr. Polite. Mr. courteous. Kinda." He frowned. "Cept not really because I kinda like watching the world burn? Like controlled burn though. Wait, not that. Because I love chaos and wild rampantness of...things. With the guy and the thing." He refocused on Adrian. "That's the spirit!" he said brightly at the giggling.