Adam is definitely underdressed in a tee shirt and jeans, his sneakers old and worn. Gaunt and too thin for even his tall frame, but he moves with an easy step, a large raven perched on his shoulder. Her gaze is nearly as sharp and keen as his own.

It's easy enough to find the other man though. He looks him over, grinning. "That's pretty sharp." Maybe he means the outfit, maybe the cane spinning. "Thanks for meeting me. I really appreciate it.

He looks as young as he is, but he's polite and offers his hand. "I'm Adam, and this is Chainsaw."

She scee-raws at being introduced.