Adia Costas

It seems inevitable for two people who enjoy their food, desserts in particular. "Oh, we had those, too. We called them cinnamon rolls. We didn't make them with honey, though, we used brown sugar for the filling." It is impossible for Adia not to think of lazy Sunday mornings with her parents, the smell of cinnamon rolls wafting up to her room. "My mom made those sometimes. They came from a can instead of from scratch but they were still good."

Adia nods, having a vague idea of what Paladin means. "This is strong enough for me, usually. And after all that iced tea, I don't need much more caffeine."