[ Amos furrows his brow. Yeah, he's pretty sure Tewkesbury couldn't take anyone in a fight. But he's used to filling that role. Doesn't mind it. Enjoys it, sometimes. It's always nice, when he knows there's a way he actually can help his people.
But emotional support. Shit. Just hearing it out loud makes something click. His eyes widen slightly in realization, and he nods.
But does he want to talk about anything? What even is there? He's never talked about his past with anyone. Ever. He doesn't intend to. ] No. [ But. ] You can keep talking, though. If you want. [ He's finding since Tewkesbury came over to him he's a little less in his own head, less distressed, more relaxed. He doesn't understand it but he's going to take it if it's being offered. ]
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But emotional support. Shit. Just hearing it out loud makes something click. His eyes widen slightly in realization, and he nods.
But does he want to talk about anything? What even is there? He's never talked about his past with anyone. Ever. He doesn't intend to. ] No. [ But. ] You can keep talking, though. If you want. [ He's finding since Tewkesbury came over to him he's a little less in his own head, less distressed, more relaxed. He doesn't understand it but he's going to take it if it's being offered. ]