[Her eyes glance down at the hat, then back up at his face. She really doesn't understand that line of thinking, but the safety of the people she cares about is one of the things she sees as being vital to her own well-being.]
That doesn't make it right.
[She visibly bristles, but has to remember this isn't about her. This is his story. And how he acts about the loss of his closest friend is his own decision, she can't judge that.]
What I mean is, you've forgiven him. Or it sounds like you have, anyway. It's strange, Miller. A man that's been through so many terrible things still has one of the softest hearts I've ever seen.
[But don't worry, that secret is completely off the record.]
[ his gaze hardens at that, head swiveling up to make sure her recording is off. his rep as a coldhearted bitch is about all he has on this station. ]
Amos is... he's a different breed, alright? He'd snap my arms off like twigs if I threatened Naomi. That's his family, like Semi was mine.
I don't like it, I'm never gonna be over it, you know, seein' my brother on the floor like that. But in his mind he had to do it. We're square, that's that. It's in the past.
[His paranoia makes her roll her eyes and hit at his arm. His reputation is going to stay intact, ok. She's not recording and is working on finishing up this whole thing.]
So you don't hold grudges. That has to come in useful in a place like this.
[There's a snort that accompanies the tail end of that, because people here constantly infuriate or insult her. And unlike him, she holds grudges.]
Do you consider yourself their friends here? Amos and the rest of the crew?
[ he stares at the punch to his arm. it hurts, but not in any lasting way. it doesn't seem worth reacting to. and he's so underslept that his body registers it late anyway. ]
Everyone's got a skill, right? We'd be cheating ourselves to count people out just because of a silly thing like a guy murderin' your brother.
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Sure, I guess. Alex seems hellbent on making it that way, whether I like it or not.
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That doesn't make it right.
[She visibly bristles, but has to remember this isn't about her. This is his story. And how he acts about the loss of his closest friend is his own decision, she can't judge that.]
What I mean is, you've forgiven him. Or it sounds like you have, anyway. It's strange, Miller. A man that's been through so many terrible things still has one of the softest hearts I've ever seen.
[But don't worry, that secret is completely off the record.]
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Amos is... he's a different breed, alright? He'd snap my arms off like twigs if I threatened Naomi. That's his family, like Semi was mine.
I don't like it, I'm never gonna be over it, you know, seein' my brother on the floor like that. But in his mind he had to do it. We're square, that's that. It's in the past.
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So you don't hold grudges. That has to come in useful in a place like this.
[There's a snort that accompanies the tail end of that, because people here constantly infuriate or insult her. And unlike him, she holds grudges.]
Do you consider yourself their friends here? Amos and the rest of the crew?
idk how i missed this?
Everyone's got a skill, right? We'd be cheating ourselves to count people out just because of a silly thing like a guy murderin' your brother.
[ s h r u g emoji ]
Sure, I guess. Alex seems hellbent on making it that way, whether I like it or not.