[ amos speaks with the conviction that kaeya is lacking, like he's sure there isn't a chance that this isn't going to end badly for any of them. kaeya has always been the type to gravitate towards people like amos — straightforward and honest, almost to a fault, but that's why he always finds himself in their orbit, drawn in by the traits he doesn't have.

when he sets his glass back down on the table, his gaze lingers on for the time being. there are so many things that are still unknown to them, but it's just like amos said: the kenoma know what they're doing. what they're expected to do. ]

I can only hope that you're right, Amos. [ that it'll be favourable. that it'll all work out in the end. ] But it's hard to disagree when you say it like that.

[ if amos believes that things are going to end favourably for them, then who is he to not believe that? ]

As for the Pleroma... I've only spoken to a handful of them, but I also have my doubts they even have an end goal in mind. If they were to defeat us, then what comes after that?

[ maybe if he were a better person, then maybe he could find a way to latch onto the faint sliver of a chance that they could make things right, but he isn't a better person at all. he never was. ]

One even claims that it isn't up to us to decide the fate of this world and others, but what about the fate of the ones that were destroyed? They deserve a fresh start, just like you said.

[ he isn't saying any of this stuff for amos' sake, because he already knows where he stands, but it's one of the few ways he has to make sense of things, to convince himself that this is the option he needs to go with. ]