[ There are a lot of things Amos can't pick up on within the space of communion — often the nuances of emotions, because those tend to be lost on him in the best of times, and the best of times would definitely include having direct access to them. But being fidgety? That's impossible to misunderstand, and so he takes a step back, pauses. Does he try to reassure Tony... give him space...

Those words strike a chord with him, and so: reassure it is. ]

I know how you feel. I've needed people to help me my whole life.

[ There is the sensation of Amos tentatively reaching out. Were they in person he'd be trying to grasp Tony's shoulder as if that would steady him; through communion he is... trying the communion equivalent of that. Solidarity? ]

I think you can try to remember what he'd say to you if you get stuck, but I know it can be easy to forget. You get lost in the moment. It slips your mind. It don't come natural.

[ Is he close? Is this how empathizing works?? Amos hesitates for a second, wondering if he should be talking about himself this much, before figuring he might as well plow ahead to the inevitable conclusion. ]

I haven't had anyone from my old life with me in a long time, so I try to focus on what Yima would want me to do. It helps. Not gonna say I don't fuck up sometimes, but if I know I got her to focus on, then I figure I'll probably be alright more often than not.