[ He doesn't smile — not quite — but there's something distinctly pleased in Amos' expression at the affirmation. Maybe even happy. At being accepted; at finding a way to put himself to good use; at knowing that, even with all of his flaws, he's found a way to make sure he does actual good. He never thought he'd be able to achieve that on this level, and here he is, forming relationships and making plans to do just that.

It's awesome. He nods at Paul's observation. ]

Yeah, probably; I grew up in a pretty rough neighbourhood, so you kinda get the sense of when things are about to head south before they actually do. And I'd much rather put an end to that shit before it really has the chance to get started, especially if it means making sure my people are okay. I mean, I'm all for building a better world for everyone, but my people are always gonna come first for me.

[ Because Paul's one of his own now, isn't he? That's basically what Amos is saying — he wants him to succeed, but if the choices are between talking someone else down and beating them to punch if someone he cares about is threatened, he'll always take the latter. That Paul's essentially giving him the green light there... well. Amos will use it responsibly, but he will use it. He's never felt guilt in his life; probably never will. Might as well do something good with it. ]