[ He's seen Yima make her way through the crowds; the different ways people tend to react to her. Yuber's isn't entirely unexpected — while Amos holds an instinctual reverence for her, he at least has enough sense to know it's not universal.

The respect is good, though. Tells him this newcomer is someone he can at least talk to. ]

Honestly, I wouldn't mind if it was kinda like this. [ Amos tilts his head in the direction of the gathering before them; of people coming together to partake in food and engage in conversation, all with their matriarch present, if only fleetingly for the moment. ] Abundant land, good food, no real need to worry over anything, you know? It's nice.

[ And it really is nice, as far as he's concerned. Perhaps unimaginative on his part, but it seems to cover the basics well enough — a simple life for what might very well be a simple guy. He nods at Yuber. ]

What were you thinking of?

[ Never a bad thing to compare notes and get new ideas. ]