[ Amos hums around his drink in agreement at Vander's assessment — sure, this is probably why they share an aspect, but he's pretty sure he likes this guy. He may be devoid of sentiment himself, but things are a lot easier with your people.

And Vander's admission that he has some of his draws raised eyebrows. Amos sets his drink back down on the bartop before he rests his arm alongside it, cocking his head in his direction. ]

That a good thing or a bad thing?

[ That he already knows some people here; that they apparently come from different points in times. It's weird to think about — a little difficult — so he kinda just. Doesn't. Maybe it's kind of like what Vander seems to be feeling now, the way he seems more relaxed the more of his drink he consumes. Amos' eyes flick to it — maybe it does work, maybe he should try one himself, see what it feels like — but first... ]

Like, do the ups cancel out the downs? Or is it all just kinda — [ he waves his hand in a vague sort of gesture — ] something that's happening, and now you got your own personal mindfuck to work through?

[ And if there's alcohol that maybe lets you work through it that much easier, maybe everything is actually alright? ]