[ He huffs out a soft laugh at her comments, the clacking of her nails. Amos takes that moment to lift his own arms fully out of the water, stretching them above his head with an exaggerated grunt, turning back to her once she's started making her way into the water proper, his arms lowering softly back into it without so much as a splash. ]

Yeah. Probably gonna get a hell of a workout, doing all those things electricity was supposed to do for us back in the day. [ Because the future is now their past— anyway. ] Definitely better to just think about being here. Hell, think I'd just live here if that was an option.

[ Well, he wouldn't really — but damn, are these baths nice. Amos lets his eyes slip shut for a moment, thinking before he cracks them open again, glances back in Lottie's direction. ]

Smashing up fruit and ice and whatever's probably gonna take more out of you than washing dishes. Whoever's gonna get on it should probably invent a blender first.

[ Is he developing his own work order suddenly? Taking requests?? Hell if he knows for sure, but surely some of this will stick with him... ]