[ As always, Amos speaks so honestly. It's part of why he's so likable, and why she can feel so comfortable talking to him as if they hadn't had their lives uprooted since the last time they spoke.
She's lucky to still have these few familiar connections. Even as she grasps for what she ought to do for her own sake, it's difficult not to turn her mind back off and follow wherever her friends will take her. People like Amos have never felt closer; her loved ones from home have never felt farther. The lone flower in front of her with its promise of new life looks just as much like a freshly laid grave.
She blinks back the heat in her eyes, ever the crybaby. ]
I'm glad too.
[ Whatever the future holds and whatever happened before, that fact is true. She's glad to have met Amos and still have him to talk to when there are so many others now out of her reach. When she distills that feeling into its purest form, it's as if her body becomes possessed; she leans the gap between them to give Amos a clumsy hug that's more like a controlled drape, soft but complete all at once. ]
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She's lucky to still have these few familiar connections. Even as she grasps for what she ought to do for her own sake, it's difficult not to turn her mind back off and follow wherever her friends will take her. People like Amos have never felt closer; her loved ones from home have never felt farther. The lone flower in front of her with its promise of new life looks just as much like a freshly laid grave.
She blinks back the heat in her eyes, ever the crybaby. ]
I'm glad too.
[ Whatever the future holds and whatever happened before, that fact is true. She's glad to have met Amos and still have him to talk to when there are so many others now out of her reach. When she distills that feeling into its purest form, it's as if her body becomes possessed; she leans the gap between them to give Amos a clumsy hug that's more like a controlled drape, soft but complete all at once. ]