[ The climate wasn't ever even a thought for Amos — solutions implemented before he was born, something he has no reason to think twice about. Baltimore would've been fine, really, if not for the people. Maybe the planet would have been, eventually, but when everything's overpopulated, when you've got unregistered people with nothing to look forward to, when even those with legitimate births have to enter a lottery system just in hopes of getting a job... As far as he's ever known on Earth, nothing gets done. There's nobody who can fix it, or if there were, they aren't trying. The vast majority are left to be crabs in a bucket, and he just so happens to be one of the few that made its way to the top.
So he gives Sam that blank smile again, nods. ] Yup.
[ It isn't like he's shutting him down on purpose; it's just. There's only so much about Baltimore to talk about; less that he's willing to vocalize. And he's also just... like this. Man of few words. Sam asked a question; Amos did give him an honest answer. It's about as much as he's told his people back home, too.
Though this is a whole other world. System. Possibly universe. So maybe one day, if Sam asked — if Sam proves himself to be as much like Holden as Amos thinks he might be — he might say a little more. Who knows.
He gets his attention back with the self-deprecation; with the subject matter he can easily talk about without a second thought. Amos tilts his head, almost conspiratorially. ] Sure, but fixing wagons and shit ain't exactly fulfilling work. [ Nor something he's actually done, but he's pretty sure he could. ] Maybe you can be the first to invent the circuit board. Place where I'm at? Now that's some real backwater shit. If you've got materials where you are, maybe you can put something together. Be hailed as a genius. Cap joked about that with me once, 'cept we didn't know being thrown back in time was an option.
[ You put it like that, and it's real messed up they are where they are. God, he'd probably kill to get his hands on literally anything with wiring. It's the simple things.
... Though the early 2000s would count as a simple time, too. Amos blinks, furrows his brow. ]
Three centuries don't seem like a lot considering, [ and he gestures vaguely with his arm outstretched; you know, the world outside of the Horizon, ] but, damn. And Baltimore still somehow lasted that long. At least you know what electricity is.
[ And really, it's not that big of a deal for Amos. He'd kinda figured he was from the most advanced society here; still looks like that's the case, but at least Sam might be able to keep up. ]
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So he gives Sam that blank smile again, nods. ] Yup.
[ It isn't like he's shutting him down on purpose; it's just. There's only so much about Baltimore to talk about; less that he's willing to vocalize. And he's also just... like this. Man of few words. Sam asked a question; Amos did give him an honest answer. It's about as much as he's told his people back home, too.
Though this is a whole other world. System. Possibly universe. So maybe one day, if Sam asked — if Sam proves himself to be as much like Holden as Amos thinks he might be — he might say a little more. Who knows.
He gets his attention back with the self-deprecation; with the subject matter he can easily talk about without a second thought. Amos tilts his head, almost conspiratorially. ] Sure, but fixing wagons and shit ain't exactly fulfilling work. [ Nor something he's actually done, but he's pretty sure he could. ] Maybe you can be the first to invent the circuit board. Place where I'm at? Now that's some real backwater shit. If you've got materials where you are, maybe you can put something together. Be hailed as a genius. Cap joked about that with me once, 'cept we didn't know being thrown back in time was an option.
[ You put it like that, and it's real messed up they are where they are. God, he'd probably kill to get his hands on literally anything with wiring. It's the simple things.
... Though the early 2000s would count as a simple time, too. Amos blinks, furrows his brow. ]
Three centuries don't seem like a lot considering, [ and he gestures vaguely with his arm outstretched; you know, the world outside of the Horizon, ] but, damn. And Baltimore still somehow lasted that long. At least you know what electricity is.
[ And really, it's not that big of a deal for Amos. He'd kinda figured he was from the most advanced society here; still looks like that's the case, but at least Sam might be able to keep up. ]