Adonijah tiptoed down the grand staircase from his room, having been hiding up there for most of the morning, a little afraid that his days were numbered here at the Teahouse. He wasn't intentionally avoiding Ryan, after all, the man could simply come find him if he wanted, but he felt like if I remained a bit quiet and out-of-sight perhaps he would forget that he was there. He was still intimidated, however... he wasn't sure if staying out of Ryan's sight for the last couple of days was making things better or worse.<br/><br/>His fingers ran along the braided leather cord that circled his neck, a disk of polished stone hanging from it, and as he descended the staircase, the people remaining in the main hall caught his eye, and he froze for a moment. He smiled pleasantly, but still tried to sneak his way past them without really catching their attention, his bare feet making very little noise on the marble floors, though the braided copper and brass bangles on his wrists made soft jingling noises as he walked. He was getting used to being rejected for work regularly, he had no reason to assume today would be any different. He was just grateful that Ryan wasn't in the main hall to remind him that he wasn't bringing in any income yet.