[ Amos nods in turn; yeah, alright. He'll draw up some schematics of the kind of guns he's used to when he's got time, similar to the ones he'd supplied Godsblood with. Maybe even ones more advanced, since he knew replicating what he'd had back home was an incredibly long shot, but no harm in showing Sebastian everything he knows there. ]

Hey, no problem. Whenever I got the time. Hell, it'd probably be good for me to do it anyway. Keep the mind fresh.

[ Even if he may never have access to that level of tech again, it's not like it's something he wants to forget.

And then he blinks at the offer of getting something in return. Amos... really hadn't been expecting that, but.

Sebastian is right when it comes to first impressions of him; he really doesn't have a lot of use for his traditional fields of expertise. As he goes on, though — as he mentions food — Amos' eyes do brighten a little, his body language noticeably perking up. ]

You don't gotta offer me anything in exchange. [ He says it simply; Sebastian really doesn't. But if he might get something out of this anyway... ] But yeah, I'll never say no to a good meal. They could be hard to come by where I came from. Anything you make, I'll probably like.

[ Which might be an understatement. Still... kinda sounds like they've got a deal, doesn't it? For after this is all over with. ]