Adam and Open (to mulitples!)
After Adam had spoken with Lt. Carter, he had made his way to the lighthouse where a small group of people were gathered. He hung back a little, watching them for a moment. With very pale skin, angular features, and black eyes, he looked more human than the vat-born Mogadorians, but that was only saying so much. He might not have been called out as different walking down the street, but anyone talking to him for any amount of time would likely notice the difference.
He'd arrived earlier that day, finding himself lying in the sand. He'd gone through the things they'd left him and the note they'd written, feeling less satisfied than he had before he read it. He hadn't been thrilled about getting kidnapped...but everything was over back home and he wasn't sure there was any place for a traitor to his people there, even if he was certain that he'd chosen the right side.
After a moment, he took a step closer to the people, trying to see if he saw Lt. Carter, or if there was someone else there he could talk to.