So she's just in the dark as he is. He's heard bits and pieces of that; that those who were welcomed don't really know anything, either.

At least they're free, though. Don't have to sleep behind bars, be hauled off to do prison labour, any of that; hell, they get cookies. Amos takes another bite, chews thoughtfully. He could be resentful, but he and Nadine might actually be on the same side, for as much as there are sides to this whole thing. So. He won't hold anything against her. Not like it's her fault.

"You know, might have even actually helped them," he says after a moment. It's what Holden would have done. And Holden's not here. He's kind of left floating, aimless, without a tether. It's not great, not for him. Eventually that little voice he attempts to make into a conscience is going to go quiet, and. Well. "Locking people up seems like a great way to turn them into threats, though."

They want him to be a threat; sure, he can be a threat.