[ He nods, the movement more about an appreciation for Paul's philosophy than full agreement on Amos' part. He hasn't really tried to do much for anyone else among their ranks, not really. It doesn't come naturally to him. That it does to Paul is — people like Paul are good, Amos can recognize that much.
Even though he hadn't wanted to fight down in the cavern, he's put to better use in other areas. And for what their ultimate goal is supposed to be, Amos figures they'll both have their own roles to play. ]
Yeah. When that woman said they'd be our mortal enemies... I'm okay with that. I liked a lot of them just fine, too. Only they really didn't want to come with us, and they didn't want to die, either. Would've been fucked up to force 'em into one or the other. [ He shrugs as he glances back up. Wherever those others he'd liked had run off to, they're probably under the same stars, too.
After a moment of looking up at them, feeling this weird sort of connectedness in the silence, he turns back to Paul. ] You really think they'll figure it out? Come back to the right side?
[ Because they're on the right side. Amos has been worried about that for most of his life, but with the peace the Kenoma has brought him, for once he's certain he's playing for the right team. And, shit, it's a nice thought that the people he's met in their short time here, people he likes just fine even if they're on the wrong team, will be able to figure it out, too. He's not sure he believes it, but he's pretty sure Paul is a better person than he is — so if he believes it, then maybe it is possible after all. ]
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Even though he hadn't wanted to fight down in the cavern, he's put to better use in other areas. And for what their ultimate goal is supposed to be, Amos figures they'll both have their own roles to play. ]
Yeah. When that woman said they'd be our mortal enemies... I'm okay with that. I liked a lot of them just fine, too. Only they really didn't want to come with us, and they didn't want to die, either. Would've been fucked up to force 'em into one or the other. [ He shrugs as he glances back up. Wherever those others he'd liked had run off to, they're probably under the same stars, too.
After a moment of looking up at them, feeling this weird sort of connectedness in the silence, he turns back to Paul. ] You really think they'll figure it out? Come back to the right side?
[ Because they're on the right side. Amos has been worried about that for most of his life, but with the peace the Kenoma has brought him, for once he's certain he's playing for the right team. And, shit, it's a nice thought that the people he's met in their short time here, people he likes just fine even if they're on the wrong team, will be able to figure it out, too. He's not sure he believes it, but he's pretty sure Paul is a better person than he is — so if he believes it, then maybe it is possible after all. ]