"There's bound to be a first aid kit somewhere," Adam pointed out, though she was right, he wasn't sure where. Maybe the kitchen. "We'll get you one of those things that goes around people's arms then and you can go about checking on everyone, just to be sure we're all in a safe zone." Distantly he wondered just how he'd managed to wind up in a conversation with a girl who wasn't entirely terrifying, who wanted to talk to him and yet at the same time respected his space. It was almost too good to be true and he was sure he was being set up for something. Maybe some sort of test, like this girl was his own personal test against his own willpower. "I'm Adam...I don't think I said that." He didn't move to shake her hand, but tried to keep an amused smirk on his features.