[ Amos doesn't love the crowd, either. He's just used to it in a way she isn't, and he seems fine with falling into an attentive silence while they wait, keeping an eye on anyone who gets close. When he sits down on the opposite bench his attention wanders up, towards the mechanisms keeping the thing in place.
Which are fine, obviously. It's a carnival ride, not a spaceship, and it's probably in better shape than half the ships he's worked on. He looks back to her at the comment, unhurried. ]
I'd have a hard time if I was.
[ Space might not be a "height", technically, but it's basically four-way vertigo. Same energy. ]
You seem nervous. [ He can't tell if it's because of him. It's probably because they just got dumped out of a van, though it seems like it had ramped up while they'd been in line. Maybe she's the one afraid of heights. He can't do anything about that, but he does offer a very plain: ] I'm not gonna hurt you.
[ That's one worry checked off, right?? Super easy. His weight shifts slightly as the ride kicks up and the compartment rocks forward and up, then stills, holding again for the next pair in line. ]
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Which are fine, obviously. It's a carnival ride, not a spaceship, and it's probably in better shape than half the ships he's worked on. He looks back to her at the comment, unhurried. ]
I'd have a hard time if I was.
[ Space might not be a "height", technically, but it's basically four-way vertigo. Same energy. ]
You seem nervous. [ He can't tell if it's because of him. It's probably because they just got dumped out of a van, though it seems like it had ramped up while they'd been in line. Maybe she's the one afraid of heights. He can't do anything about that, but he does offer a very plain: ] I'm not gonna hurt you.
[ That's one worry checked off, right?? Super easy. His weight shifts slightly as the ride kicks up and the compartment rocks forward and up, then stills, holding again for the next pair in line. ]