Adia nods. That's a good idea. She'd be feeling so much more lost without Caspar, and she's pretty sure that Jim speaks the same language as Hunter. So... should be fine. Right?

Stay safe Caspar writes down. He tears out their conversation, then hands the sketchpad back to him.

Patting the metal tulip tucked into Caspar's lapel, Adia gives her friend a sweet smile before they head towards the Plaza.

"I find it hard to believe he was ever an asshole," Caspar whispers to Adia in their native language as they walk away. "He's too much like you."