[ He's pretty comfortable with her silence. It had been quiet before she'd shown up. It's usually quiet. Not getting an answer to his own question is kinda weird, but maybe she's just thinking things over, like he is. Or she's also noticed some things are off.
Either way, he's content to wait.
When she reaches for his hand, though, Amos instinctively jerks it back. Something in him tells him it's not a good idea. He casts his eyes downwards, away. ]
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Either way, he's content to wait.
When she reaches for his hand, though, Amos instinctively jerks it back. Something in him tells him it's not a good idea. He casts his eyes downwards, away. ]
'm fine.