[ Well, Amos is his enemy now, kind of. It's just that Cassian isn't a dick, and Amos does his best not to be one, so they've got no reason to escalate. Cassian poses no immediate threat to neither Amos nor Zenith; why would he attack him?
It's with a relaxed gaze that Amos looks over him. Searches his eyes as he answers. And sees nothing dishonest in them, because it doesn't occur to him to look for that; because... ]
You're a good person.
[ There; he'll sum it up succinctly for Cassian to hear. Amos leans back against the pebble-boulder he'd been carrying, fully relaxed now. He'll skip over the idea of there being bigger problems than the Oracles, over the blip of doubt in Yima (Cassian still wants what she can provide. Who wouldn't?). Focus on the meat of his answer. ]
Never really thought of it that way before, that we might be taking out others to do this. [ And what does that say about him; except Amos already knew it was in his nature to disregard people at large, so, nothing new really. ] Kinda figured that all of 'em would be headed down this path eventually. Might be doing some of them a favour if they're still out there, actually. You know. Like a mercy kill.
[ Which are not for the faint of heart. So Amos makes a note: some on his side will need to be sheltered. He's used to protecting people from those particular realities. He can keep doing it, no problem. ]
But I hear ya. It's not for everyone. [ That is a compliment in his voice, because Cassian is synonymous with good person. ] Not a bad thing to consider, at least.
[ ... For normal people. Which Amos is not. Because he's considered it in the seconds Cassian suggested it and then immediately moved on. People die every day; so what? That's why Zenith needs people like him — people who can look the harsh realities of life in the eye and move on to do what needs to be done. For the greater good.
Because with Yima, there is a greater good, and he will help fulfil it.
Maybe Cassian will too, one day, if he can see that again. It'd be nice. ]
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It's with a relaxed gaze that Amos looks over him. Searches his eyes as he answers. And sees nothing dishonest in them, because it doesn't occur to him to look for that; because... ]
You're a good person.
[ There; he'll sum it up succinctly for Cassian to hear. Amos leans back against the pebble-boulder he'd been carrying, fully relaxed now. He'll skip over the idea of there being bigger problems than the Oracles, over the blip of doubt in Yima (Cassian still wants what she can provide. Who wouldn't?). Focus on the meat of his answer. ]
Never really thought of it that way before, that we might be taking out others to do this. [ And what does that say about him; except Amos already knew it was in his nature to disregard people at large, so, nothing new really. ] Kinda figured that all of 'em would be headed down this path eventually. Might be doing some of them a favour if they're still out there, actually. You know. Like a mercy kill.
[ Which are not for the faint of heart. So Amos makes a note: some on his side will need to be sheltered. He's used to protecting people from those particular realities. He can keep doing it, no problem. ]
But I hear ya. It's not for everyone. [ That is a compliment in his voice, because Cassian is synonymous with good person. ] Not a bad thing to consider, at least.
[ ... For normal people. Which Amos is not. Because he's considered it in the seconds Cassian suggested it and then immediately moved on. People die every day; so what? That's why Zenith needs people like him — people who can look the harsh realities of life in the eye and move on to do what needs to be done. For the greater good.
Because with Yima, there is a greater good, and he will help fulfil it.
Maybe Cassian will too, one day, if he can see that again. It'd be nice. ]