Amos' hackles were up, ready to get in a fight; to drag Tony down off his pedestal and into the land of sense and reason and not advocating for his own death — but he doesn't know what to do with someone essentially sticking their fingers in their ears and going lalalala I can't hear you.
His hackles go down. He stares at Tony's back.
He tentatively reaches a hand out to clasp Tony's shoulder. Try to spin him around make him face him again.
And, with all of the aggression leaving his voice, soft concern taking its place: ] Are you okay?
[ Somebody who is okay would probably not be acting like this? Who hurt him (even though the answer is probably humans again, but... no, really, who hurt him)? ]
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Amos' hackles were up, ready to get in a fight; to drag Tony down off his pedestal and into the land of sense and reason and not advocating for his own death — but he doesn't know what to do with someone essentially sticking their fingers in their ears and going lalalala I can't hear you.
His hackles go down. He stares at Tony's back.
He tentatively reaches a hand out to clasp Tony's shoulder. Try to spin him around make him face him again.
And, with all of the aggression leaving his voice, soft concern taking its place: ] Are you okay?
[ Somebody who is okay would probably not be acting like this? Who hurt him (even though the answer is probably humans again, but... no, really, who hurt him)? ]