[ He nods: it is good. He doesn't quite make the connection of helping Kira, but he thinks he can see where she's coming from: making a universe where someone like Kira isn't necessary. Killing someone after the fact's all well and good, making sure they can't kill again, but if someone had to die beforehand, it's still not that great, so... yeah. Amos gets it. Gets her. He was already pretty sure of that, but the returned hug just seems to cement it: one last physical indication that there's a deeper understanding between the two of them, and holy fuck, is it nice to share that with someone else.
He cocks his head when she says he forgot something, but with the revelation comes a widening of his smile, a reciprocating squeeze. It's not often he's wanted. Not like it's never happened before; not like he hasn't appreciated it every single time. This just so happens to be another one of those times, and he's not going to forget it. ]
We're right where we're supposed to be.
[ And they are; he truly means that. Doesn't really matter if nobody else here follows their lead — they're here for a reason. They can do what needs to be done, even if nobody else can. Everyone's got their roles to play; he figures this is theirs. ]
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He cocks his head when she says he forgot something, but with the revelation comes a widening of his smile, a reciprocating squeeze. It's not often he's wanted. Not like it's never happened before; not like he hasn't appreciated it every single time. This just so happens to be another one of those times, and he's not going to forget it. ]
We're right where we're supposed to be.
[ And they are; he truly means that. Doesn't really matter if nobody else here follows their lead — they're here for a reason. They can do what needs to be done, even if nobody else can. Everyone's got their roles to play; he figures this is theirs. ]