[ But that wasn't what Linked asked, was it? Does Amos want to. Instinctively his answer was that he could, but after a pause, he does find the need to amend his words: ] I want to.
[ It sounds as though he's still feeling the words out, tongue poking at them as they leave his lips, but. Yeah. He isn't lying. The magnitude isn't an issue for him, because it's inconceivable to him — an enormity he can turn a blind eye to. When you're born in darkness, your eyes adjust. When you're born in death, it isn't a big deal.
He can't recognize Link's pain.
But Amos moves, as if to rest a cold hand on Link's shoulder. Pull him away, to... something else, he figures, even if there's nothing else here, within the stretch of their minds. ]
When's the last time you've been up north? To the bathhouses? [ And Amos' voice isn't exactly warm, but the sentiment is there. Not something someone looking for heat can drape themselves in, but... ] They got warm ones up there. I live by them, if you want company. Can meet you there whenever.
And if you don't, then... fuck it, they got a tea there that'll make you feel better, too. Physically, I mean. [ Because Amos does not know shit about emotionally, but he's trying. ] You should go for that alone. It'll help.
[ Because Highstorm looks after its people, and so, it'll provide. There's a little nudging sense from Amos — if that's what Link needs, then he'll get it. No problem. ]
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[ But that wasn't what Linked asked, was it? Does Amos want to. Instinctively his answer was that he could, but after a pause, he does find the need to amend his words: ] I want to.
[ It sounds as though he's still feeling the words out, tongue poking at them as they leave his lips, but. Yeah. He isn't lying. The magnitude isn't an issue for him, because it's inconceivable to him — an enormity he can turn a blind eye to. When you're born in darkness, your eyes adjust. When you're born in death, it isn't a big deal.
He can't recognize Link's pain.
But Amos moves, as if to rest a cold hand on Link's shoulder. Pull him away, to... something else, he figures, even if there's nothing else here, within the stretch of their minds. ]
When's the last time you've been up north? To the bathhouses? [ And Amos' voice isn't exactly warm, but the sentiment is there. Not something someone looking for heat can drape themselves in, but... ] They got warm ones up there. I live by them, if you want company. Can meet you there whenever.
And if you don't, then... fuck it, they got a tea there that'll make you feel better, too. Physically, I mean. [ Because Amos does not know shit about emotionally, but he's trying. ] You should go for that alone. It'll help.
[ Because Highstorm looks after its people, and so, it'll provide. There's a little nudging sense from Amos — if that's what Link needs, then he'll get it. No problem. ]