[ Their first meeting isn't on his mind at all, so far behind him that the parallels are lost to him. Besides, he's in his right mind here. His eyes might've gotten a little fucked up, but he can see just fine; they're the least of his worries, really.
But he's just gonna have to put off having any worries altogether while they're together, so time to make sure he's really in control of his emotions. Amos reaches for her hand; if she'll let him, he'll hold onto it as they move along. Assurance that he won't leave her behind; a tangible reminder that he's here and okay; whatever. He starts off the opposite direction from where he'd been headed — the way Gray had been facing when he'd originally run into her — his own cloaked frame starting to force a path for themselves. ]
Just gotta move through like you know where you're going and nothing's gonna stop you from getting there. You make space for yourself, and people'll respect it. [ His voice is raised as he looks out and above the crowd; he... actually doesn't know where they're going, but damn if he isn't gonna just act like it so they can maybe get somewhere less crowded. ] Me, I'm doing alright. Set up shop in Highstorm, but Springstar's more interesting right now.
[ Hence his presence here when he really... probably... should be in Highstorm, but oh well. They have a bit more space to themselves now; he looks down at her. ]
Where were you headed, anyway?
[ He is maybe at the point now where a more defined direction might help... ]
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Sure thing.
[ Their first meeting isn't on his mind at all, so far behind him that the parallels are lost to him. Besides, he's in his right mind here. His eyes might've gotten a little fucked up, but he can see just fine; they're the least of his worries, really.
But he's just gonna have to put off having any worries altogether while they're together, so time to make sure he's really in control of his emotions. Amos reaches for her hand; if she'll let him, he'll hold onto it as they move along. Assurance that he won't leave her behind; a tangible reminder that he's here and okay; whatever. He starts off the opposite direction from where he'd been headed — the way Gray had been facing when he'd originally run into her — his own cloaked frame starting to force a path for themselves. ]
Just gotta move through like you know where you're going and nothing's gonna stop you from getting there. You make space for yourself, and people'll respect it. [ His voice is raised as he looks out and above the crowd; he... actually doesn't know where they're going, but damn if he isn't gonna just act like it so they can maybe get somewhere less crowded. ] Me, I'm doing alright. Set up shop in Highstorm, but Springstar's more interesting right now.
[ Hence his presence here when he really... probably... should be in Highstorm, but oh well. They have a bit more space to themselves now; he looks down at her. ]
Where were you headed, anyway?
[ He is maybe at the point now where a more defined direction might help... ]