[ Amos does indeed lift his head back up at the sound of Sebastian's approach. His eyes are... huh. It'd give Amos pause if he didn't already know that Sebastian was a demon; since he does know that, though, he doesn't think anything of it. It probably only means something good for him.
That much is confirmed as his arm is freed, and Amos wrenches it back towards himself, scrambling away from his doppelganger's body. But he doesn't have time to thank Sebastian — not without an active threat literally in between them; not without the way that Sebastian is very clearly not at one hundred percent.
And who better than him to know the ferocity his doppelganger will fight with?
His doppelganger was indeed winded, but Amos knows what it is to have to recover pretty much immediately, and so does his doppelganger. As it is, the doppelganger aims to close its arm around Sebastian's and bend something backwards, going for a break, a way to render one of his limbs useless. As far as both Amos and his doppelganger know, it should work — which is why Amos darts back forward to force his doppelganger's arm open, pinning its hand to the ground and giving Sebastian ample time to slip away. ]
Go! I can handle this!
[ The yell is directed towards Sebastian, though he doesn't take his eyes off of his doppelganger. He appreciates the save, but the fact of the matter is Sebastian is a friend dealing with injuries, so it's Amos' responsibility to take care of this thing. Amos' responsibility to protect others from it. Nobody else's.
It just happens to require both of his hands to effectively make sure his doppelganger's is pinned down, which leaves it with one hand free — one that snaps Amos' head back with a well-placed punch, though his grip doesn't falter. ]
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That much is confirmed as his arm is freed, and Amos wrenches it back towards himself, scrambling away from his doppelganger's body. But he doesn't have time to thank Sebastian — not without an active threat literally in between them; not without the way that Sebastian is very clearly not at one hundred percent.
And who better than him to know the ferocity his doppelganger will fight with?
His doppelganger was indeed winded, but Amos knows what it is to have to recover pretty much immediately, and so does his doppelganger. As it is, the doppelganger aims to close its arm around Sebastian's and bend something backwards, going for a break, a way to render one of his limbs useless. As far as both Amos and his doppelganger know, it should work — which is why Amos darts back forward to force his doppelganger's arm open, pinning its hand to the ground and giving Sebastian ample time to slip away. ]
Go! I can handle this!
[ The yell is directed towards Sebastian, though he doesn't take his eyes off of his doppelganger. He appreciates the save, but the fact of the matter is Sebastian is a friend dealing with injuries, so it's Amos' responsibility to take care of this thing. Amos' responsibility to protect others from it. Nobody else's.
It just happens to require both of his hands to effectively make sure his doppelganger's is pinned down, which leaves it with one hand free — one that snaps Amos' head back with a well-placed punch, though his grip doesn't falter. ]