Adam didn't cross Trey regarding where they'd walk. He just started walking wordlessly, going in the direction that Trey had pointed out. Usually he enjoyed taking walks with his band, but something about tonight was different. The air had seemed to change as though something awful were about to happen and he couldn't place what it was, exactly. Still, he kept close to his fellow band members as he walked with them.

As he walked he slid the leather gloves from his hands and shoved them into the breast pocket of his black jean jacket. Then he shoved his hands into the front pockets of his pants and lowered his head as he walked, he was beginning to feel a little tired, after all, putting his entire heart and soul into their music on stage did take a toll on him. He began to chew on his bottom lip, kicking around some stones that were in his path as he walked.

He took it upon himself to always be on the look out for danger, even when there were no obvious signs of it. He loved his band too much to let them perish. He kept close to his fellow band members and allowed for his eyes to dart around cautiously, though, he tried to make it appear more like he was studying his surroundings. After all, it was an unfamiliar place, he'd rather his band members think he was just curious about where they were instead of knowing that he was actually feeling a little paranoid about their safety.