[ He's ready to drop everything to come back with her, but the but gives him pause he hadn't even considered. Probably would never have if she hadn't brought it up.
So far, it's been realistic to avoid going anywhere near the safehouse again. (Just like so far, it's been realistic to keep wearing gloves, to put off ever using the empathy bond.) He's been trying to push it out of his mind - and he's been successful, to an extent - and really isn't sure how he'd respond, being down there again.
It leaves him speechless for a moment, and then, ]
Yeah. I-- if you're okay with that.
[ He doesn't sound entirely certain, but the more Amos thinks about it, he's not sure if there ever really would be a clear answer for him.
He brightens up considerably at the idea of getting a place together, though. He'd been talking about that with someone before - a Drake, he remembers - about how expensive it could be to live on one's on. And how that's not going to be a problem now. ]
When we've got the money, sure. [ He is really going to need to stop slacking off on finding a job here. A real one. Or at least stop going on the pseudo-controlled bender he's been doing since the entire world came back. ] Hopefully that doesn't take too long.
[ He lets his smile fade a bit, though, as another thought occurs to him. ]
If you run into any trouble there. Or anywhere, really, and I'm not around. Message me, alright? You know I'll be there as fast as I can.
[ That's what he hates the most, maybe even more than he hates the idea of going back to the safehouse - he doesn't know the people there, if anyone might try to hurt Naomi. He knows she's got her friend, but doesn't know if he'd actually be willing - or capable - of protecting her. And he knows she's not helpless, it's just... It's a lot of new things all at once, and this is something familiar to fall back on, something he knows he's actually good at, something good he can actually do. ]
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So far, it's been realistic to avoid going anywhere near the safehouse again. (Just like so far, it's been realistic to keep wearing gloves, to put off ever using the empathy bond.) He's been trying to push it out of his mind - and he's been successful, to an extent - and really isn't sure how he'd respond, being down there again.
It leaves him speechless for a moment, and then, ]
Yeah. I-- if you're okay with that.
[ He doesn't sound entirely certain, but the more Amos thinks about it, he's not sure if there ever really would be a clear answer for him.
He brightens up considerably at the idea of getting a place together, though. He'd been talking about that with someone before - a Drake, he remembers - about how expensive it could be to live on one's on. And how that's not going to be a problem now. ]
When we've got the money, sure. [ He is really going to need to stop slacking off on finding a job here. A real one. Or at least stop going on the pseudo-controlled bender he's been doing since the entire world came back. ] Hopefully that doesn't take too long.
[ He lets his smile fade a bit, though, as another thought occurs to him. ]
If you run into any trouble there. Or anywhere, really, and I'm not around. Message me, alright? You know I'll be there as fast as I can.
[ That's what he hates the most, maybe even more than he hates the idea of going back to the safehouse - he doesn't know the people there, if anyone might try to hurt Naomi. He knows she's got her friend, but doesn't know if he'd actually be willing - or capable - of protecting her. And he knows she's not helpless, it's just... It's a lot of new things all at once, and this is something familiar to fall back on, something he knows he's actually good at, something good he can actually do. ]