[ Someone definitely would've been getting another hug if they'd retained an empathic connection, so maybe it is for the best.

Instead Amos just takes another look at himself in the mirror, like he needs to keep reaffirming that this is real. He'll definitely look better after he showers, after he actually grooms himself, but this really is... Kaeya's door will always be open to him; sure, Amos prides himself on being able to help his people, but having that favour returned...

It's just nice. ]

Yeah, sure thing. Think I should be able to take it from here. [ Fuck, the way his whole body is still sore, he might end up having to take a long shower, anyway. And he knows how to groom himself at least. It's everything else that's been harder to come by — except until now, maybe, when he's got so many more resources at his hands thanks to Kaeya.

He beams up at him. ] I'll see you.

[ But, before Kaeya can officially take his leave, whether he's already got one foot literally out the door or whatever — ]

Next time we got something we need to look nice for? I'm definitely coming to you. Gotta make sure I'm not underdressed. I know I'm in good hands with you.

[ For maybe just about anything, really. Fashion advice, giving him a little kick in the ass when he needs it when it comes to being a good friend, whatever. At least until he's got the hang of things, which isn't gonna be an overnight fix.

But what else are friends for? ]