Amos watches Estinien as he casts his gaze downwards, follows all of that up with another drink. He's been so focused on Himeka — they both have been, really — that the guy he's actually talking to has almost been an afterthought. Not really, but Amos also doesn't know him, and now, listening to him speak...
He can't help the half-smile that graces his features, small and melancholic and homesick and... it's just nice to hear words like that because, well. "You sound like a friend of mine," he says. "Doesn't talk quite like that. Less fancy. Same ideas, though. Always thought it was kinda nothing, but he knows better than I do, so I figure he's right. So you probably are, too."
Because of course the company Himeka would keep would be good, like she is. Doesn't know why she ever spends time with him, then. Doesn't know why Cap kept him around, either. Probably something about being much better people than he could ever hope to be. Which is why they're the kind of people he sticks around.
So maybe Estinien falls into that category, too. His expression falls back into something neutral, moment of vulnerability erased out of habit.
"It'd be good if more places could be like that," Amos says. Means it, despite the simple way in which he says it. It just would. "At least this place seems like it's got something figured out."
He just. Wishes he could fit in here, but that doesn't seem like it's going to happen.
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He can't help the half-smile that graces his features, small and melancholic and homesick and... it's just nice to hear words like that because, well. "You sound like a friend of mine," he says. "Doesn't talk quite like that. Less fancy. Same ideas, though. Always thought it was kinda nothing, but he knows better than I do, so I figure he's right. So you probably are, too."
Because of course the company Himeka would keep would be good, like she is. Doesn't know why she ever spends time with him, then. Doesn't know why Cap kept him around, either. Probably something about being much better people than he could ever hope to be. Which is why they're the kind of people he sticks around.
So maybe Estinien falls into that category, too. His expression falls back into something neutral, moment of vulnerability erased out of habit.
"It'd be good if more places could be like that," Amos says. Means it, despite the simple way in which he says it. It just would. "At least this place seems like it's got something figured out."
He just. Wishes he could fit in here, but that doesn't seem like it's going to happen.