[ Look, Amos is predictable, if not outright simple. Of course he's at Highstorm's welcoming party; this is where he's made his home for the past year or thereabouts, and it'd be a dick move to not at least be a friendly face around the newbies. Also? There is a lone teenager sitting off to the side, and that pings his head on over and see if there's anything he can do to help instinct immediately.
Even if he is, apparently, being inadvertently disruptive. Amos glances up at the light above them as she draws his attention to it. ]
So I am. Sorry. [ And, to his credit, he's moving out of the way — but still isn't actually going anywhere, more just no longer blocking her light.
With a slight tilt of his head, voice soft and conversational, ] It cool if I join you?
[ He doesn't even have a plate of food or anything, and it's not like there aren't other seats available, so... seems his entire reason for being here is Rosmontis herself, but at least he's asking first. ]
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Even if he is, apparently, being inadvertently disruptive. Amos glances up at the light above them as she draws his attention to it. ]
So I am. Sorry. [ And, to his credit, he's moving out of the way — but still isn't actually going anywhere, more just no longer blocking her light.
With a slight tilt of his head, voice soft and conversational, ] It cool if I join you?
[ He doesn't even have a plate of food or anything, and it's not like there aren't other seats available, so... seems his entire reason for being here is Rosmontis herself, but at least he's asking first. ]