"The fuck kind of name for a place is Deerington." Was it filled with lots of deer? Was it somewhere in the mid-east USA? It sounded like some kind of town in the middle of nowhere.

"What about you? Dead or alive?" He pointed the prosthetic hand at Adam, raising an eyebrow.

At least until he looked down at himself, like he hadn't realized he was completely naked before. Maybe he hadn't. Maybe he'd been too wrapped up in whatever the fuck had happened before he'd felt like himself again. Clothes weren't really a big concern for him though on the best of days.

"Why? You bothered by the sight of my dick?" He wasn't turning down clothes, he was just being a fucking gremlin, as was usual.