[ His gaze turns upwards, absorbing Himeka's words. Amos' eyebrows raise a fraction in assessment before settling, and he looks back at her, bemusement in his voice. ]

Huh. Yeah. Guess we are. [ At the top of their fields. He'd known that about Naomi, at least. Working with her probably rubbed off on him. ] We're good enough to get by, at least.

[ Which, there's only so much he can do with that here. Sure, Amos takes pride in his work — upon reflection, he should probably be taking more — but everything he knows is pretty much useless here.

Ah, well. He shrugs it off, more interested in learning how Himeka deals with someone like that. But I want to is such a Holden approach, it makes Amos huff softly, shake his head in mild amusement. ]

I'm not the right guy to make that kind of call. [ He doesn't understand anyone, really.

Fondness creeps into his voice. ] You sound like Cap, though. And annoying as he is when he gets like that, he's usually right. So I figure you're probably onto something there.