[ Amos wasn't entirely sure they were good. He was feeling slightly unsettled - unsure of what his place was, exactly. Of when it was okay to defend Alex, and when it wasn't. It was a balance he didn't know.
But it also wasn't like he was still angry. His anger had dissipated just hours after it had happened, and Amos wasn't exactly a guy to hold grudges. So he nods, looking at Alex again. ]
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But it also wasn't like he was still angry. His anger had dissipated just hours after it had happened, and Amos wasn't exactly a guy to hold grudges. So he nods, looking at Alex again. ]
We're good.