[ He inclines his chin at the idea that he's talking to a priest, has found such connection with one. Not that he's ever had anything against religion of any kind, it's just always been a complete non-factor for him. But people who can use their words — that's something he admires. ]

Sure. People who get off on killing are some of the first ones who need to be put down. [ He mimes shooting himself in the head as he says it, a casual motion. (Also the most effective way of killing someone he's familiar with, much as he's yet to see anything resembling a gun around here. That's gonna be annoying.) ] I'd rather just do it. Get it over with, move on to the next thing. Drawing it out's fucked up.

[ He shifts his gaze to look at Paul, still facing the water, though it's in his peripheral vision. ]

I appreciate that. That you get it. Think if I could use words I would, but violence is really all I have. So, hey. Maybe we can balance each other out.

[ They're all going to be working together, Amos figures, but this is a case where their respective skills could really complement one another. There's potential in it. And, hell, he's pretty sure he'd benefit from it at much as anyone. ]