[ His eyes lock on Leeza, trying to picture everything Paul is saying about her. He gets being shot; he's never been paralyzed himself, though he's known people who have been. That Paul was able to get her walking again, though — that he was able to give her body back to her — there's a flicker of understanding that crosses Amos' face, but not a whole lot more. ]

I got blinded once. [ His voice is a murmur, contemplative. ] Didn't think I'd get my sight back. I did, though. So I... think I kinda get it. You were there when you got something back for her. I was there when I led this little boy in line so he could see again, too.

[ He pauses, still watching Leeza walk. ]

I dunno how I'd feel in general, though. He had a problem. It was solved. I found people better equipped to take care of him; that was that. [ He looks back up at Paul, brow furrowed. ] Unless this only works with people important to you? I know how I feel about them, but there's only... four or five people that'd apply to, I think.

[ Is. Is that enough? Feels kinda inadequate. ]