[ He feels — recognizes — that hollowness. Amos' go-to is usually an empty, meaningless smile, like it's something he thinks people want to see and he's content to smile it both. Flat just has a different dispositional shell, is all. Over top of the nothing.
He would think — it feels bad, to know someone else like him is out there. But Amos has made do just fine with the nothing in him, and it looks like Flat has as well. So. Is it really that bad?
Yes, and no.
Amos smiles at him. ]
I get it. This is new for me, too.
[ He doesn't mind. This is just the way they are, and that's okay. Amos is working on overcoming that, but he never thought he'd be able to. It makes sense if Flat stays the same, because that's where he thought he'd always be, and he's still managed a good life, even with that. ]
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He would think — it feels bad, to know someone else like him is out there. But Amos has made do just fine with the nothing in him, and it looks like Flat has as well. So. Is it really that bad?
Yes, and no.
Amos smiles at him. ]
I get it. This is new for me, too.
[ He doesn't mind. This is just the way they are, and that's okay. Amos is working on overcoming that, but he never thought he'd be able to. It makes sense if Flat stays the same, because that's where he thought he'd always be, and he's still managed a good life, even with that. ]
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