Just us four, yup. [ His voice is easy; this is what he's happiest talking about. He doesn't catch her empathy, the way she's smiling because he is. It just seems natural to him. What else is gonna make him feel this good? And Hime's just a friendly person to begin with, so. ] We probably should have more. Ship's meant for a crew of 'bout 30. 'cept it's just been the four of us since the Donnager, and I don't see why anyone else should join what we've got going when we can make do. Wouldn't know them.
[ Which more means that he wouldn't trust them. Isn't sure he'd like them. Or if they'd upset Cap or Naomi or Alex in some way, ruin what they've had going for years now. It's taken Amos so long to find these people, and anything that would fuck it up...
Though he'd been wanting to get Clarissa to join them. So they could be a crew of five, then. He could live with that. Himeka's right, it's still way too few to operate a ship of its size, but he'd rather not mess with a successful formula.
More people means more chances shit goes south with him, after all. And he really, really would prefer to not fuck up what he's got.
... Not that it's relevant anymore. Amos exhales, turns his attention back on Hime for her answer, smiles politely at it. Doesn't know what a dragoon is, but he pictures someone like her, with scales and horns and a tail. Or maybe like the little dragons from her domain. Or both. 's not important. He just nods pleasantly at Estinien's description, raises his eyebrows at everything regarding Emet-Selch.
He's quiet for a moment, turning all of that over in his head. Parts of it almost sound like him, except he can't imagine ever turning on Himeka, trying to fight her to the death. ]
You can trust a guy like that?
[ It's a genuine question — no judgment here. For him, what you see is what you get most of the time, but he doesn't know the whole situation. There are circumstances in which he'd kill someone he'd just helped. Done it a couple of times, at least. He's not so much wondering if Himeka will be okay with this guy here, if this Emet-Selch is a threat, or even what it could mean for himself. He's just... wondering.
How does a good person deal with someone like that, really. That's the lead he'd like to try to follow. ]
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[ Which more means that he wouldn't trust them. Isn't sure he'd like them. Or if they'd upset Cap or Naomi or Alex in some way, ruin what they've had going for years now. It's taken Amos so long to find these people, and anything that would fuck it up...
Though he'd been wanting to get Clarissa to join them. So they could be a crew of five, then. He could live with that. Himeka's right, it's still way too few to operate a ship of its size, but he'd rather not mess with a successful formula.
More people means more chances shit goes south with him, after all. And he really, really would prefer to not fuck up what he's got.
... Not that it's relevant anymore. Amos exhales, turns his attention back on Hime for her answer, smiles politely at it. Doesn't know what a dragoon is, but he pictures someone like her, with scales and horns and a tail. Or maybe like the little dragons from her domain. Or both. 's not important. He just nods pleasantly at Estinien's description, raises his eyebrows at everything regarding Emet-Selch.
He's quiet for a moment, turning all of that over in his head. Parts of it almost sound like him, except he can't imagine ever turning on Himeka, trying to fight her to the death. ]
You can trust a guy like that?
[ It's a genuine question — no judgment here. For him, what you see is what you get most of the time, but he doesn't know the whole situation. There are circumstances in which he'd kill someone he'd just helped. Done it a couple of times, at least. He's not so much wondering if Himeka will be okay with this guy here, if this Emet-Selch is a threat, or even what it could mean for himself. He's just... wondering.
How does a good person deal with someone like that, really. That's the lead he'd like to try to follow. ]