[ Amos does just that: he stays still, eyes on Emet-Selch, no real emotion to his gaze. After a prolonged moment, he exhales softly. ]
Some of the Pleroma got in and freed our other guy. [ Rand. Amos' responsibility, really — both here and ever since he arrived on Horos, and all he does is keep fucking it up. It'd be discouraging if he was the kind of person to take things personally. ] I tried to hold them off, maybe capture them too, but one of them had a sword and. Well. You know.
[ That's the easiest way to explain the state of his throat, isn't it. ]
So, they got away.
[ Which is underselling things a bit, but it's the only real consequence of what happened — that, and the fact that Amos is gonna need a bit of time to get himself back up there. He's not sure which is worse. ]
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Some of the Pleroma got in and freed our other guy. [ Rand. Amos' responsibility, really — both here and ever since he arrived on Horos, and all he does is keep fucking it up. It'd be discouraging if he was the kind of person to take things personally. ] I tried to hold them off, maybe capture them too, but one of them had a sword and. Well. You know.
[ That's the easiest way to explain the state of his throat, isn't it. ]
So, they got away.
[ Which is underselling things a bit, but it's the only real consequence of what happened — that, and the fact that Amos is gonna need a bit of time to get himself back up there. He's not sure which is worse. ]