Nothin'. I mean, nothin' about the two of you together - I've told him a bit about the crew in general, but nothin' like this. Just a bit about what we'd been up to before we got here.
It ain't like I'm runnin' around tryin' to put things in his head, Amos. We've talked more about Talissa than I've ever said anythin' about you.
[ Amos nods, mouth twisted. He doesn't want to assume it's because of Alex running his mouth, but the guy sometimes talks just too much. However, Amos believes him, and trusts him. ]
So he's just delusional, then. That's good to know, when I'm wondering about who can have my back in a fight.
[ Not Frank. Alex might trust the guy, himself, but Amos is not about to. ]
[ There was a long pause, as he looked at Amos, assessing for a second. He really wasn't sure that leaving it at a punch was really the best way to leave that particular message, but... Amos wasn't exactly being vague. And the man had a point. ]
... Alright. Then I won't. [ A little quietly. ] But only because I trust you, when you say it's done.
Well, shit with Frank is done. Know why? Because I'm not telling the guy a single thing he can use against me, ever again. It was a mistake, and I don't repeat those.
[ He doesn't regret something he didn't have much control over. But he definitely is not going to do it again. ]
[ He didn't like it. Of course he didn't. He's come to care about Frank a lot, and one mistake wasn't enough for Alex to write him off. But he was painfully aware that in this instance, it didn't really matter what he felt about it. This was about Amos, not him. And he couldn't actually claim the man's reaction wasn't warranted.
So it didn't matter if Alex didn't like it. He understood it. He didn't have to like it.
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Did you tell him anything? About Prax and I?
[ It's not an accusation. Amos just wants to understand where Frank's thoughts are coming from. ]
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Nothin'. I mean, nothin' about the two of you together - I've told him a bit about the crew in general, but nothin' like this. Just a bit about what we'd been up to before we got here.
It ain't like I'm runnin' around tryin' to put things in his head, Amos. We've talked more about Talissa than I've ever said anythin' about you.
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So he's just delusional, then. That's good to know, when I'm wondering about who can have my back in a fight.
[ Not Frank. Alex might trust the guy, himself, but Amos is not about to. ]
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But that also - really wasn't something he was going to argue, right now. ]
I'll talk to him. Just - if he's an idiot again, let me know, alright?
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[ Amos crossed his arms over his chest. ]
Frank got the message. I don't need more talking about my personal shit around here. It's done.
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[ There was a long pause, as he looked at Amos, assessing for a second. He really wasn't sure that leaving it at a punch was really the best way to leave that particular message, but... Amos wasn't exactly being vague. And the man had a point. ]
... Alright. Then I won't. [ A little quietly. ] But only because I trust you, when you say it's done.
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[ He doesn't regret something he didn't have much control over. But he definitely is not going to do it again. ]
And everyone moves on.
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So it didn't matter if Alex didn't like it. He understood it. He didn't have to like it.
He swallowed, and nodded. ]
... Alright.