[ Nevermind everything Silco had said, let alone how long he had gone on for. Amos had only been half-listening when his voice entered his mind, the rest of him more focused on something else. Something very, very specific; a feeling, a presence.
Let their compatriots chew him out however they saw fit; that was their business. And Amos' was much more narrow in scope, both because he's already well aware that Silco is never going to change — and also because there's the chance he might.
And so, well after everyone has gotten what they've felt they needed to off their chests, in the dead of night, Amos requests his company.
And again, without any preamble, ] Did you see Yima?
[ But he isn't desperate for news on her welfare. He does not know of her state, and is simply convinced that she is still out there somewhere. He doesn't need more than that, confident that she will return, one way or another.
No — it's more a question for Silco, a curiosity he wants an answer on. If you did, did she impart anything on you, because he swears he can sense something. ]
communion, early Pelu/post-gossip.
Let their compatriots chew him out however they saw fit; that was their business. And Amos' was much more narrow in scope, both because he's already well aware that Silco is never going to change — and also because there's the chance he might.
And so, well after everyone has gotten what they've felt they needed to off their chests, in the dead of night, Amos requests his company.
And again, without any preamble, ] Did you see Yima?
[ But he isn't desperate for news on her welfare. He does not know of her state, and is simply convinced that she is still out there somewhere. He doesn't need more than that, confident that she will return, one way or another.
No — it's more a question for Silco, a curiosity he wants an answer on. If you did, did she impart anything on you, because he swears he can sense something. ]