Adam was currently in the midst of a very weird circumstance. A situation where his mind was more unstable than it had ever been in recent times. One of his minds was busy keeping a straight face and a smile while facing Hugr inside the realm of dreams, the dreams that were inside the Wolf's inner mind. Another one of his minds was busy fighting against a gigantic wolf and the wolf was really, really angry as it faced him with exponentially more intensity and vigor.
Those different states and events that his various minds were processing in real-time, the poison of Fenrir corroding his mind and soul and making it hard for him to even breathe, and all the stress that had been progressively building up throughout the process of this whole fiasco. All of this, everything concocted together caused him to reach the boiling point.