[ Sister flowers. He looks thoughtfully at the flower he's lightly touching, little smile on his face. He likes the sound of that.

At her question, Amos turns back to look at her. ]

Me? Nah. Not since... Well, I don't think manors really count. So not since I was back on my ship in my first universe. We'd do family dinners once a week, though. Usually I'd be on sauce detail or something easy like that.

[ A beat; a new thoughtful look crossing his face. ]

Did you want to pick some stuff and come over to my place for dinner?

[ What else could she mean... But he'd be happy to have her. ]