[ In and out, in and out. His breathing isn't even something he's concentrating on, just kind of feels like the only thing he's doing. It's like her words are swimming in his ears, distorted by the water they're submerged under, before his brain eventually decodes them. ]
Something important.
[ A mindless repetition; an affirmation. Yeah. That was kinda an important memory. Lydia was kinda an important person. Not anyone he's brought up. Past is in the past. And now Himeka knows—
Amos shakes his head, a sharp, jerky motion. His teeth are bared, not in threat but in frustration. A part of him curls inwards. He takes in another breath, deep; lets it out, long, and lifts his head again to look right at her. Corrects his posture. The tension in his body helps keep him upright, but that's about all it does. The part of him that's identified her as a threat is overwhelmed by the part that doesn't want it to be true, so for now, it isn't. His body just needs to catch up. ]
Yeah. It got you something important. [ Hurt and defeat in his voice, but he's meeting her gaze head on, eyes flat. He's in the process of trying to cauterize this. It's harder than he'd have thought. ] Guess I am asking why me.
[ Occasionally, he'll have let something slip. If it was relevant, if he needed to convince someone of something and his own personal experiences were the way to do it. This isn't that. He doesn't know what this is. ]
no subject
Something important.
[ A mindless repetition; an affirmation. Yeah. That was kinda an important memory. Lydia was kinda an important person. Not anyone he's brought up. Past is in the past. And now Himeka knows—
Amos shakes his head, a sharp, jerky motion. His teeth are bared, not in threat but in frustration. A part of him curls inwards. He takes in another breath, deep; lets it out, long, and lifts his head again to look right at her. Corrects his posture. The tension in his body helps keep him upright, but that's about all it does. The part of him that's identified her as a threat is overwhelmed by the part that doesn't want it to be true, so for now, it isn't. His body just needs to catch up. ]
Yeah. It got you something important. [ Hurt and defeat in his voice, but he's meeting her gaze head on, eyes flat. He's in the process of trying to cauterize this. It's harder than he'd have thought. ] Guess I am asking why me.
[ Occasionally, he'll have let something slip. If it was relevant, if he needed to convince someone of something and his own personal experiences were the way to do it. This isn't that. He doesn't know what this is. ]