"Scared of me?" asked Adam surprised. "You wanna know what you'll see when you open the door? A twenty-year-old with golden blonde, kinda curly hair, and blue eyes. Wearin'..." he looked down, "an old t-shirt and blue jeans. And Ellie's here, too. You met her earlier, I think. She came to get me 'cause she was worried about you. What are you scared of? No one's gonna hurt you."