[ At first he frowns, not getting why Atsumu is concerned. What did he say? He told him that he wouldn't have anything to worry about; he wouldn't have to do anything he didn't want to. He could stay here, cozy and safe in his room, while the entire thing goes down... So what's with the worry?
He meets Atsumu's concern with confusion — at least until he opens his mouth again, and then Amos blinks. His mouth forms a little o shape, no sound coming out, just... oh. And he resets himself. ]
Well, goal's still not to die. I ain't planning on it. [ Easier said than done. Amos meets Atsumu's eyes, sees that anxiety, and shuts his own for a second.
He's going to hate himself for asking this, but.
Opens his eyes again. Reaches out to put a hand on Atsumu's shoulder. And, voice soft, ] Did you want to help out?
[ Give the kid as normal a life as possible. Or potentially recruit him into a war zone. Yeah. This is great. ]
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He meets Atsumu's concern with confusion — at least until he opens his mouth again, and then Amos blinks. His mouth forms a little o shape, no sound coming out, just... oh. And he resets himself. ]
Well, goal's still not to die. I ain't planning on it. [ Easier said than done. Amos meets Atsumu's eyes, sees that anxiety, and shuts his own for a second.
He's going to hate himself for asking this, but.
Opens his eyes again. Reaches out to put a hand on Atsumu's shoulder. And, voice soft, ] Did you want to help out?
[ Give the kid as normal a life as possible. Or potentially recruit him into a war zone. Yeah. This is great. ]