He'd noticed that tense slip and it made an icy feeling drip down his spine. He knew it had only been a couple of hours, but he knew it would take them both a long time to be free of the feeling that Adam was still calling the shots. It would take Elijah longer though, he was certain. He'd been there so much longer than he had.
"There was a Coke machine. And a Minute Maid juice machine. Do you even remember what you like?" he asked quietly.
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