[ They've reached a divide they cannot bridge. Drizzt speaks of meaning, and Amos comes from a world— city— scant few blocks where nothing had meaning. He might as well be speaking a dead language to him.
So he stills, and then he accepts. Drizzt is going to be useless here.
Here, but. There's here and there's there, and so his voice softens once again. ]
If anyone comes after you, I'll protect you.
[ Because as far as Amos is concerned they're still kin, and that remains one of his roles. He kills so others don't have to, and he looks after his own. If nothing else, that remains who he is. ]
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So he stills, and then he accepts. Drizzt is going to be useless here.
Here, but. There's here and there's there, and so his voice softens once again. ]
If anyone comes after you, I'll protect you.
[ Because as far as Amos is concerned they're still kin, and that remains one of his roles. He kills so others don't have to, and he looks after his own. If nothing else, that remains who he is. ]