[ Is it not an easy thing? ... Kind of. It comes so naturally to Amos he doesn't even think about it, but when he does... When the person he's looking out for insists on putting themselves in harm's way, or any other situation where he can't look out for them; when they're frustrating and stubborn and he can't do anything...

Okay. Maybe that's what Tezcatlipoca is referring to. Amos idly scratches at his neck, Lichtenberg scarring a part of his body now and so present with him here in communion as well, and his gaze softens at his smile. ]

Maybe not a bad thing to be tackling this from two different directions? You can cover the bases I can't and vice versa. [ Since tough love makes very little sense to Amos, but at the same time, so do some of their compatriots. Silco. ] Y'know, taking a diverse approach to things.

[ Since Tezcatlipoca says Zenites are his people, and Amos is inclined to believe him. That's the way things are supposed to work, after all — and the one-two of Smoky saying he's got a responsibility for souls and Sunny taking her duties seriously compounds the whole notion. Tezcatlipoca says this is how it is, and Amos has no reason not to take him at his word.

It'll just be better if Set doesn't snap his spine again. ]