[ He says it simply, the shrug in his voice. He's not worried because Ciel knows what she's doing; he's not worried because the woman, ultimately, means nothing to him. There isn't anything for him to be worried about. If something goes wrong, then yeah, that'll be pretty fucked up of them to have done it, but no more than it already is. Sometimes shit just happens, and there really isn't anything for you to do about it after.
So it's fine. He's adapted to the idea quick enough.
Amos makes no outward acknowledgement at her name, humanizing someone else not really an option on his end of things. You grow up somewhere where people could die at any moment, you yourself grow up cutting off your own humanity, and trivial details like the lives of people he doesn't know don't matter. It's not like they're even gonna kill her. So he follows Ciel, mimicking her movements — and finally reacts at the idea of following her home.
Stalking a woman is also something that's fucked up. He knows this, probably on a more intimate level than would be expected from someone like him.
But it's not like she's the actual target in this scenario, so.
He hums in thought, soft and short. ]
Couldn't hurt. Even if we don't end up doing anything with, no harm in knowing it's somewhere where he's spent a lot of time.
[ And who knows what they could glean from it, especially if Rand's happened to be sloppy around the area. Seems like he already has something of a sloppy streak to him, if his capture is anything to go by. ]
We splitting up? You take care of things here, I scout out where she's off to, meet back at the prison?
[ There's a keen note to his voice; it makes sense to him, but in the end, this is Ciel's mission. Whatever she says goes, and he'll follow along with her orders here. ]
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[ He says it simply, the shrug in his voice. He's not worried because Ciel knows what she's doing; he's not worried because the woman, ultimately, means nothing to him. There isn't anything for him to be worried about. If something goes wrong, then yeah, that'll be pretty fucked up of them to have done it, but no more than it already is. Sometimes shit just happens, and there really isn't anything for you to do about it after.
So it's fine. He's adapted to the idea quick enough.
Amos makes no outward acknowledgement at her name, humanizing someone else not really an option on his end of things. You grow up somewhere where people could die at any moment, you yourself grow up cutting off your own humanity, and trivial details like the lives of people he doesn't know don't matter. It's not like they're even gonna kill her. So he follows Ciel, mimicking her movements — and finally reacts at the idea of following her home.
Stalking a woman is also something that's fucked up. He knows this, probably on a more intimate level than would be expected from someone like him.
But it's not like she's the actual target in this scenario, so.
He hums in thought, soft and short. ]
Couldn't hurt. Even if we don't end up doing anything with, no harm in knowing it's somewhere where he's spent a lot of time.
[ And who knows what they could glean from it, especially if Rand's happened to be sloppy around the area. Seems like he already has something of a sloppy streak to him, if his capture is anything to go by. ]
We splitting up? You take care of things here, I scout out where she's off to, meet back at the prison?
[ There's a keen note to his voice; it makes sense to him, but in the end, this is Ciel's mission. Whatever she says goes, and he'll follow along with her orders here. ]