[ It gives Amos pause, when Himeka brings up that the locals have generally just accepted them. Acceptance is, of course, relative — but on just a blanket level. Amos hasn't had to kill anyone to make sure he's got a place here. The two women seemed downright charmed. They're just... here.
He's gonna fuck it up. Gonna wreck the peace, the cooperation the people here have, live off of. And then he dismisses the thought, because he's still hanging out with Himeka, and she's a good person, so it's not like anything's going to happen today. ]
Yeah. Probably a whole lot easier for all of us. Guess that's just how they are here.
[ He sounds almost mystified by the concept; then again, he's also never been somewhere with this much land, this few people before. The whole thing's foreign to him. Maybe it makes sense to be like that here, where you don't have to worry, can easily share your resources. Shit, even he probably would if asked.
He doesn't notice it, but Amos brightens, relaxes a little at the chance to talk about Naomi, the Roci. ]
Kinda. For keeping the ship going, yeah, it was just us two. Cap 'n Alex didn't know shit about that. You'd be lucky if they knew which tools to hand you. They didn't have to, though, 'cause Naomi and I got it pretty covered between just the two of us. [ There's some pride in his voice. He's good at his job; can do the work of multiple people, easy. It's just, his job isn't here. A wagon is a far cry from a fusion-powered spaceship. ] Alex pilots us, though. I'd probably be pretty shit at that. And Cap's Cap. I don't even know what it is he does — [ he leads, he keeps the peace, he sacrifices, they all want to be around him, he's the best person Amos knows — ] but he's amazing.
[ And not here. Amos sighs, rubs the back of his neck. ]
You got people here? Like, people you already know, not just making friends with the locals. [ He's not disparaging; she's good at it, but there's a difference between new friends and someone you'd die for, something he's feeling a little too keenly. ]
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He's gonna fuck it up. Gonna wreck the peace, the cooperation the people here have, live off of. And then he dismisses the thought, because he's still hanging out with Himeka, and she's a good person, so it's not like anything's going to happen today. ]
Yeah. Probably a whole lot easier for all of us. Guess that's just how they are here.
[ He sounds almost mystified by the concept; then again, he's also never been somewhere with this much land, this few people before. The whole thing's foreign to him. Maybe it makes sense to be like that here, where you don't have to worry, can easily share your resources. Shit, even he probably would if asked.
He doesn't notice it, but Amos brightens, relaxes a little at the chance to talk about Naomi, the Roci. ]
Kinda. For keeping the ship going, yeah, it was just us two. Cap 'n Alex didn't know shit about that. You'd be lucky if they knew which tools to hand you. They didn't have to, though, 'cause Naomi and I got it pretty covered between just the two of us. [ There's some pride in his voice. He's good at his job; can do the work of multiple people, easy. It's just, his job isn't here. A wagon is a far cry from a fusion-powered spaceship. ] Alex pilots us, though. I'd probably be pretty shit at that. And Cap's Cap. I don't even know what it is he does — [ he leads, he keeps the peace, he sacrifices, they all want to be around him, he's the best person Amos knows — ] but he's amazing.
[ And not here. Amos sighs, rubs the back of his neck. ]
You got people here? Like, people you already know, not just making friends with the locals. [ He's not disparaging; she's good at it, but there's a difference between new friends and someone you'd die for, something he's feeling a little too keenly. ]