[ He sounded relieved. He knew it wasn't fixed, exactly - things never quite fixed themselves so much as just grew into something else, but at least they were talking again. He hated not talking to Amos, even when he was mad. Especially here. He liked Bobbie a lot, and Prax was important, but Amos and Naomi had been through everything with him. Holden was gone, but he still had the two of them, and he needed them.
He was pretty sure they all needed each other.
So he'd make it work. Somehow. Keep the family together, whether Amos thought they were a family or not. It didn't really matter what Amos said about it - it was clear, now, that he was trying to make it work, too. To keep it working. Even if Alex sometimes didn't have a clue what it was that he was tryin' to do, he was still tryin'. ]
You know I love you, brother. [ Said like a statement of fact, and not one he expected to hear echoed, or even one he thought would be. Just the truth, with no expectation. He knew better than that. ]
[ Amos couldn't help the way his whole body sagged forward a little bit, like relief, or something close, hitting him straight in the chest. They both knew he wouldn't say the words back, even if he did believe in them, but hearing Alex say them still felt... good, somehow. Like they could get back to normal, at some point. Their own new normal.
Still, instead, he rolls his eyes and pushes at Alex's side. ]
[ It was an acknowledgement and not a denial, and that was enough to pull a relieved grin to his lips. Amos wouldn't hesitate to tell him if he thought he was lying or was wrong, after all. So the tease was an acceptance, and that was all Alex really wanted anyway. So he grins, and takes it as a dismissal on good terms, sliding his good hand into his pocket as he takes a step back. ]
If that's how they're flirtin' with you, Amos, you're already in too deep.
[ He took a step back and hit the door controls. ]
But maybe I'll do that. [ He wouldn't. At least not intentionally. He gave Amos a two fingered salute, then stepped back through the door and let it slide closed as he walked away. ]
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[ He sounded relieved. He knew it wasn't fixed, exactly - things never quite fixed themselves so much as just grew into something else, but at least they were talking again. He hated not talking to Amos, even when he was mad. Especially here. He liked Bobbie a lot, and Prax was important, but Amos and Naomi had been through everything with him. Holden was gone, but he still had the two of them, and he needed them.
He was pretty sure they all needed each other.
So he'd make it work. Somehow. Keep the family together, whether Amos thought they were a family or not. It didn't really matter what Amos said about it - it was clear, now, that he was trying to make it work, too. To keep it working. Even if Alex sometimes didn't have a clue what it was that he was tryin' to do, he was still tryin'. ]
You know I love you, brother. [ Said like a statement of fact, and not one he expected to hear echoed, or even one he thought would be. Just the truth, with no expectation. He knew better than that. ]
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Still, instead, he rolls his eyes and pushes at Alex's side. ]
Go flirt with someone else, sailor.
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If that's how they're flirtin' with you, Amos, you're already in too deep.
[ He took a step back and hit the door controls. ]
But maybe I'll do that. [ He wouldn't. At least not intentionally. He gave Amos a two fingered salute, then stepped back through the door and let it slide closed as he walked away. ]