[ Amos is significantly more comfortable with the idea of everyone doing their part rather than gods. He doesn't get the latter at all — he comes from a godless land. Gods don't mean shit. That the conversation steers more towards everyone doing their part — thanks, Hime — is appreciated, because at least it's something he can begin to comprehend.
Kind of. Not really sure what she's getting at when she bumps him with her elbow, so he gives her a blank, meaningless smile. Looks back at the women when they speak again; nods at Himeka's last statement. ]
Sure looks amazing. Guy could get used to this on the regular. [ His good humour shifts to something genuine; one thing Amos will always be happy about is good food. Real food. That's been a rarity throughout his life. ] Dunno if I could be any good at it, but. Shit. Maybe.
[ If this is going to be a long-term living arrangement — and, really, it probably is — then maybe that is a skill he could pick up. He already knows he wouldn't have any problems with seeing how the sausage gets made. Just a matter if he'd be any good at it.
If he wants to do it. He's not really sure what he wants here, and it's getting to be a problem. Not entirely sure if this could fill a hole that can't be filled.
He looks back at Himeka. Right now, she's kind of his only chance at a lifeline, huh. ] Were there any other deliveries? [ Any other parts of the town they should be heading to? More people to meet? When in Rome, do as Himeka does, except he's nowhere close to being a Roman. ]
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Kind of. Not really sure what she's getting at when she bumps him with her elbow, so he gives her a blank, meaningless smile. Looks back at the women when they speak again; nods at Himeka's last statement. ]
Sure looks amazing. Guy could get used to this on the regular. [ His good humour shifts to something genuine; one thing Amos will always be happy about is good food. Real food. That's been a rarity throughout his life. ] Dunno if I could be any good at it, but. Shit. Maybe.
[ If this is going to be a long-term living arrangement — and, really, it probably is — then maybe that is a skill he could pick up. He already knows he wouldn't have any problems with seeing how the sausage gets made. Just a matter if he'd be any good at it.
If he wants to do it. He's not really sure what he wants here, and it's getting to be a problem. Not entirely sure if this could fill a hole that can't be filled.
He looks back at Himeka. Right now, she's kind of his only chance at a lifeline, huh. ] Were there any other deliveries? [ Any other parts of the town they should be heading to? More people to meet? When in Rome, do as Himeka does, except he's nowhere close to being a Roman. ]