[ Amos frowns slightly. By his estimates, he didn't come out alright at all. He'd never consider himself a decent person, and wanting to do nice things for others gets overridden pretty easily by the fact that, on his own, he doesn't know how. That it's somehow a natural inclination for him he has no ability to tap into.
... So. You know. He's a bad person who needs help. But he'd actually like Himeka's help on that front, so objecting probably isn't the best route for him; just a non-committal shrug. ]
Alright is relative, I guess.
[ Because even with all of his shit, he knows he could've turned out much, much worse. So she might have a point.
He follows along behind her as she veers off, but the women's attention has him coming up empty. Associating with regular townspeople— Amos is used to hanging in the background, behind people who actually have something to say, who actually can talk to people they don't know, don't have a real reason to talk to—
His lips part slightly, stay open with no sound coming out. He blinks. Glances at Himeka. Back at the women. ]
My name's Amos. I'm, uh, a friend of Hime's.
[ That. That should explain enough, right? He's new in town, from the same place she is — at least by Abraxas standards — and really, really bad at this. ]
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... So. You know. He's a bad person who needs help. But he'd actually like Himeka's help on that front, so objecting probably isn't the best route for him; just a non-committal shrug. ]
Alright is relative, I guess.
[ Because even with all of his shit, he knows he could've turned out much, much worse. So she might have a point.
He follows along behind her as she veers off, but the women's attention has him coming up empty. Associating with regular townspeople— Amos is used to hanging in the background, behind people who actually have something to say, who actually can talk to people they don't know, don't have a real reason to talk to—
His lips part slightly, stay open with no sound coming out. He blinks. Glances at Himeka. Back at the women. ]
My name's Amos. I'm, uh, a friend of Hime's.
[ That. That should explain enough, right? He's new in town, from the same place she is — at least by Abraxas standards — and really, really bad at this. ]