Adam
Two years locked in a solitary confinement cell had changed Adam, more than even his escape had. For two years he was left alone with nothing but his mind to keep him company and his desire to break out once more, saving his fellow humans. They weren't "Cultured," he had learned, they were human. Just like every one else outside of the Dome and they deserved to live, really live. They were people, not meat sacks that got to be thrown around and used like a bag of organs awaiting harvest. Now he just had to convince most of the others that they were, in fact, in immediate danger without bringing attention to himself from the Carers.
He followed the large group of Cultured out into the leisure area, just as he had done so many times before. What was once a familiar, comforting stomping ground for him now just felt like he was a sheep being herded. The others looked incredibly happy and relieved that it was leisure time, but that was because they didn't know the truth. With the exception of a few he had confided in, no one else had a clue what was going on outside the walls. They were all blind, thinking that the air outside of the Dome was 'poisoned.'
Still, despite his rage, he had to put on a show. Any thoughts of rebellion or escaping had to appear nonexistent. After all, Adam had apparently been brainwashed into compliance after two years and was no longer deemed a threat to the entire operation. A lot of that had been acting, but for a while he had considered that the Carers might actually when. Solitary confinement had been Hell and he had attempted suicide by slamming his head against the wall more than once within the first year of it. In the second year he learned to meditate, though he wouldn't know what that was unless you explained it to him. His year outside of the Dome had taught him a lot, but not everything.
He glanced around the Dome, looking for the familiar face of his friends, and all but blowing off some of the more curious Cultureds. He had answered every question he could, he had done his best to be his old self, and he had lied enough for a lifetime. He couldn't trust them all yet, some of then were understandably happy. Ignorance is bliss, that was a saying he had heard outside and he had never heard anything more true. Before he had been perfectly content within his Dome life, his escape being purely luck and curiosity.
He wandered for a while, unsure of who he should look for first, and eventually he decided to find Emma. She would be the easiest to find, always going to the same spot. Adam found that he had a soft spot for the girl and he wasn't entirely sure why. He knew it was dangerous, but he couldn't help himself. The girl was beautiful and there was something about her that made him smile. He found his way to her pond and crouched down next to her.
"If you're not careful, you'll fall in." He told her, his voice quiet but teasing.
Leah
Normally Leah would be more than happy about going to the Leisure Dome, she enjoyed it almost as much as she enjoyed the exercise portion of the day, but the additional blood work these days often left her tired and desiring nothing more than a nap. Not to mention the fear that she could be killed soon, with the new information that Thomas had provided her. She wanted so badly to believe the Carers, who told her that she was sick and they had to remove the bad blood. The optimist in her still believed it, but the realist knew that it added up. The Carers were always so concerned with their health and Leah had always thought it was because they truly cared about the Cultured's well being, but really they just wanted to make sure their body's were in prime condition...In case a duplicate version of themselves needed the Cultured's parts. At least, that was her understanding of it.
She walked to an area of the Dome that was mostly left alone, leaving her space to lay down without fear of a ball from one of the other Cultured's hitting her. Leah had always loved the feel of the grass; it was so soft, even in comparison to the bed sheets in her cell. Not to mention it was the most lovely shade of green and it soothed her, even when she was afraid that she may be 'transferred' soon.
She wondered what death would be like, or if anything came afterwards, though it was safe to assume she just ceased to exist. She wondered if Emma would miss her or Thomas. These were depressing thoughts, but at the same time she knew that it could happen for her soon if what Thomas had overheard was true. So her natural predisposition to curiosity led her down the path to these darker thoughts, that didn't necessarily leave her sad or upset - just afraid. She was always afraid, ever since Thomas had told her, but there was nothing she could do. She tried not to dwell on it but that was all but impossible.
Speaking of Thomas, she wondered where he was. He had the ability to calm her usually, to ease her fears if only for a little while. That's why she had been so fond of him. Not to mention both of them were curious creatures, which was heavily frowned upon by other Cultureds and the Carers themselves, but it led to many interesting conversations and the feeling of not being alone with their questions and doubts. She was sure she'd spot him soon or he'd spot her, so she stayed in her area with no desire to exert more energy than necessary.