[ Sighing, Amos puts the shotgun down over his lap, looking up at Alex, eyes serious. A while ago, they were thrust together, the four - five - of them. The Knight, the Roci, the protomolecule, Eros, Miller - all of it had happened to them, and had created some bonds Amos never really believed would be created. But now he knows that Alex trusts him, and that he trusts Alex. ]
Not our job to get everyone home. [ This is the same argument they've had multiple times, now. So Amos moves right on. ] But I don't plan on using it. Only if it's necessary.
[ Alex shouldn't be surprised by that answer. Amos has always only ever resorted to violence when he had no other choice. The rules of survival. ]
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Not our job to get everyone home. [ This is the same argument they've had multiple times, now. So Amos moves right on. ] But I don't plan on using it. Only if it's necessary.
[ Alex shouldn't be surprised by that answer. Amos has always only ever resorted to violence when he had no other choice. The rules of survival. ]