[ He frowns a little, both at the sensation of the needle once again at work and, more importantly the idea that this can't be a clean and simple kill-and-replace. This is beyond the level of scheming he's used to doing; it's still kinda disappointing that it can't just be that simple, though.

But of course it wouldn't be. If it was Amos would just walk up to Cyrus and shoot him himself, point blank.

Eyes lidded, he switches to watching her at work on his chest — watching petals take form, delicate lines dangerously close to his shard — and turns Kiritsubo's words over in his head. ]

Not sure if torture even works. Might be better off spying on them first, but... [ He clicks his tongue. ] Might not be enough time for that. It's probably gonna happen in the coming weeks. Can't spend too long waiting.

[ Amos grunts, both in mild discomfort and annoyance. ]

Yeah, torture ain't exactly my thing either. It's pretty fucked up actually. [ This is why when he has to take care of someone he just kills them. You know, like a normal person. ] I think... I dunno. You know Sebastian? If not him, then he probably knows someone.

[ Sebastian has helped him get hemlock in the past, though. Hemlock that he's been sitting on, waiting for the appropriate time to use it. He just... isn't quite sure how, yet, but it's another piece of the puzzle he has; another piece to ponder over how to fit in. ]