He was counting today as well, since it was her concern over the god and what might happen that had really gotten her going, from what he could tell.

Derek's wings shift uncomfortably as she finishes the last statement.

"I'm being worried, Adele. Don't put me on a pedestal that I'm going to fall off of, probably sooner rather than later. Please. I'm just me, and I care about you." Another flick of those wings, crackling again.

"As for the rest..." he shakes his head. "You'd be missed if you left. If you're going home to die...you'd be mourned. And I'm not too thrilled with the idea of you waking up here missing something, either. I don't care if it can be put back."