[ Her feelings are baffling to him — not unpleasant, just thoroughly foreign from the way he knows the world to work. The flames of passion and caring not something he can ever recall experiencing for himself (certainly not the way Alice feels it); the sense of waste met with acceptance, like, yeah. That's life.

He is maybe trying to make it not life anymore? He isn't sure. ]

I... don't know. Maybe? [ Amos' uncertainty is genuine, at least. ] Gotta be honest, I'm not exactly from somewhere where justice applies. I was more thinking that... that this was the right thing to do.

[ Is that what justice is?? He has no idea. ]