[ It's a genuine question, coming from a place of genuine wonder, because Amos doesn't think he was, but he knows how bad he can be at this. He knows he makes the wrong decisions all the time. ]
( prax almost reaches out to touch that muscle, like maybe drawing amos' attention to it will make it unclench. will help him relax. he doesn't think it works that way. )
I don't think he doesn't want you around. I think he got worked up, too.
[ It's an obvious plea - Amos has found himself turning to Prax more and more to make his moral choices when no solution came to him, and he couldn't get through to Naomi. Prax is - the best man Amos has ever met, probably. So dedicated about finding the one person that matters to him. Willing to go through the whole system to get her back.
Someone who knows right from wrong much better than Amos himself does. So he looks at Prax, the question clear in his eyes. Do I apologize, Doc? Do I move on? Do I get angry again? ]
( it's an obvious plea — obvious enough that prax realises amos is asking for his opinion. that amos will probably go with what prax tells him to do. it's not something he expected, but after a moment of thinking, he replies slowly: )
I think you should talk to him again. Once you've both calmed down. Explain that you don't want to see him hurt?
[ Amos takes a moment, processing Prax's words. It's not that he's slow, it's just that right now, he isn't sure when he will be feeling calmer. It might be a while.
But it's good advice. Amos nods, looking up at Prax. ]
( prax musters a smile. he doesn't like the tension between the only people he really knows here, the only ones he really trusts —amos is on top of that list, but alex isn't far behind at all. he's good people, too. )
I think he knows that, but it can't hurt to remind him.
( with amos standing up, before prax takes a half-step back, they are, for a moment, very close. prax notices that proximity, his chest constricting. not fear, for all of amos' bulk, but he can't classify it beyond that. )
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[ It's a genuine question, coming from a place of genuine wonder, because Amos doesn't think he was, but he knows how bad he can be at this. He knows he makes the wrong decisions all the time. ]
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( but — )
Maybe it came out a little too loudly?
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[ Amos feels a muscle in his jaw clench, painful. ]
But if he doesn't want me around, then I won't be. Easy.
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I don't think he doesn't want you around. I think he got worked up, too.
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[ It's an obvious plea - Amos has found himself turning to Prax more and more to make his moral choices when no solution came to him, and he couldn't get through to Naomi. Prax is - the best man Amos has ever met, probably. So dedicated about finding the one person that matters to him. Willing to go through the whole system to get her back.
Someone who knows right from wrong much better than Amos himself does. So he looks at Prax, the question clear in his eyes. Do I apologize, Doc? Do I move on? Do I get angry again? ]
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I think you should talk to him again. Once you've both calmed down. Explain that you don't want to see him hurt?
( that's what's happening, right? )
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But it's good advice. Amos nods, looking up at Prax. ]
Yeah. I can try. I want him to know I trust him.
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I think he knows that, but it can't hurt to remind him.
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[ Amos takes a deep breath, before standing up. ]
Okay. [ A pause, and then he looks at Prax again. ] Thank you, Doc.
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Any time.