Adam had grown since victors abandonment, since the blind mans death. Since his pleading for a companion, which eventually.. victor had agreed.

He watched you come to life, flinching as the electricity gave way to life in your fearful eyes. Much to his dismay, your creation had downfalls. You learned just like him the cruelty of man, and had grown fearful of Adam himself. It shattered his heart, but he was patient.

Everytime you hid from him, he'd leave food outside your hiding spot, he didnt bother you when you were out, but you never spoke to him. Never conjured speech like he did, mute. and he was losing hope, thinking you hated him too.

Until one freezing night, the blizzard making way outside to terrifying sounds you werent used to. The distant howl of wolves putting even Adam on edge. He was sat in the living room of the run down cottage he had made your home. When he hears the door to your room open, he grows rigid.

He doesn't dare move. You had never came to him on your own fruition.