[ He has no idea what to make of Kaeya's smiles now. Amos himself is too frustrated and uncomfortable to really look into it, so he's just going to assume it's something similar for Kaeya. Just a defence mechanism, and he'll leave it at that.

He brings a hand up to massage at his temples like it'll help stave off a headache, eyes shut. The sun's not so bad here, but damn, he's starting to push it. ]

You got errands in alleys? [ His voice is skeptical, just a little biting. ] I haven't seen you since the tree. Sure as fuck could feel you again, though. None of it felt right, and then today it feels like every time I might run into you you've run off somewhere else. Occam's razor says you're avoiding me.

[ He sighs, resting his head against the wall. He drops his hand back down to his side, and for a long moment, his eyes stay shut. Exhaustion coupled with the sensation of his skin crawling is starting to hit him, and normally he could power through it, but after everything today...

Amos opens his eyes again, turns his head to look back down at Kaeya. ]

Come back to Highstorm with me. Right now.

[ It's something between pleading and demanding. Just... this'll be a lot easier to do in Highstorm, and if they both prefer it there, then fuck it, that's where they should be. ]