It was the 'sorry' that snapped Adrian's attention to the fact he was currently holding Kane down in what was probably a death grip to Kane even if he barely felt it. He let go but didn't move back, staying in Kane's personal space. "I would never hurt you," he muttered quietly, just to make that clear. "Except when you ask me to." He wasn't sorry at the moment but he had a feeling he might be in the morning. Apologizing now would feel disingenuous and he hated that shit. Kane couldn't say the same and they both knew it so maybe he had nothing to be sorry for. "I'll call you out on your bullshit though and right now you're just full of it. You almost died, I get that's traumatizing because hey, been there, done that. Failure though? What the fuck is it with you and failure?"
He straightened up very slowly, his eyes still downcast. Maybe the questions were justified, but the interrogation was bringing up bad memories to add to the discomfort churning in his gut. Aggressive questioning was a favorite tactic of his father’s. Kane felt cornered and like nothing he said or did would be right, all he could do was try to mitigate the damage. “We gotta talk later, man, I ... I can’t,” he murmured. He truly regretted that he hadn’t kept his cool, that he’d gotten out of the car, that he’d demanded the more human Adrian back, that any of this was happening at all. Kane wasn’t used to anyone calling him out on anything, and he wasn’t in any shape to engage with it in an honest way. He’d already been too vulnerable and it had all gone to shit and he couldn’t do it anymore tonight.
Adrian was quiet for a beat, staring at him as his own mind churned and grappled with ideas and concepts. He still felt that restless need to leave Kane behind and go kill something but it was quieting down some. He could at least get Kane home before he indulged in anything and that sense of duty was still strong in him. It was more like doing something to please a roommate he gave a shit about than it was about what he wanted, but he knew waking up he'd feel like shit if he let this get out of hand tonight. Caius wasn't here, he wasn't going to forget any of this. "Hey asshole," he said with no real bite to it, his hand coming to rest on Kane's flank. "I still love you when I'm like this and that's the best I can offer you right now. I don't know if that means shit to you but whatever. Let's get you home."
It definitely meant shit to Kane, he just had no idea how to express that at the moment. He’d crossed his emotional limit and it felt like he was shutting down inside, pulling back, and that was just how it had to be. Adrian was still crowding him, and Kane waited for him to move for a handful of seconds, but he didn’t. After giving him a fleeting glance, Kane pushed off of the car and moved toward the door, relieved when Adrian gave him room to do it. He would have felt bad leaving an ‘I love you’ hanging without saying it back, but he was sure wendigo-Adrian wouldn’t be hurt. He didn’t feel like saying anything at all. He climbed into the passenger side of the truck and pulled the door closed. Part of him wanted to drive, to have a tiny sense of control over something again, but he knew he shouldn’t.
Adrian wasn't expecting anything in turn, but it still rubbed him the wrong way when Kane walked away in silence. Of course he might just be downtrodden and tired but it was also likely that he would never love the wendigo - just like the wendigo didn't really love him. A memory of love and possessiveness weren't the same as whatever sappy shit he felt when he was fully human, but it was the best he could do. He walked to the driver's side and got in, spotted Kane's cigarettes and handed them to him before he started the engine. Everything about Kane tonight should be annoying to him, but he just seemed sad and small and Adrian could sympathize with that. How often had he himself been small and sad in the last few years? Nothing he would say would help, sometimes a man just needed to be depressed on his own terms, so Adrian was quiet as he pulled back onto the road, heading back to Point Pleasant.