[ On the one hand, the direct, straightforward answer is appreciated. No games, no bullshit, even if Tezcatlipoca also seems to subscribe to the whole... god... thing. On the other hand, who the fuck hates Quetzalcoatl?
... Okay, who else hates Quetzalcoatl? Apparently there can be two people. No wonder why Tezcatlipoca was so interested in her temple, though — and, maybe, no wonder why he indulged Amos' complaints about Set. They're of a similar mind, just about different people.
He accepts all of this easily enough, relaxing at Tezcatlipoca's explanation — though flicking his cigarette off the balcony earns slightly narrowed eyes, a tilt of his head. Really, dude? Littering? — but it's just a blip before his body language eases again, regarding Tezcatlipoca with a gaze that could be considered friendly. ]
Y'know, I've kinda lived through the end of a world before. Felt like that, at least; it really dragged on for a couple of months. There were still other places to go, but it was a bitch to try to get to them — [ to say nothing of how his canon point is passing out on the rocket out of Winnipesaukee, so, not like getting out of there had done him any good — ] but I'd never really thought of it that way before. [ More than a year and a half later; it's fine. ] That it's more efficient to get a head start on the next thing. I just figured it felt right.
[ And maybe that's why — no sense in fighting the inevitable, after all.
Amos takes another glance out at the Beyond before turning back to his new companion. ]
Well, I'm not gonna lie; I'm a pretty big fan of your sister. [ She just helped him so much; maybe more than Tezcatlipoca could know — or anyone outside of Yima, for that matter. Still, he unfolds his arms, sticks out his free hand for Tezcatlipoca to shake. ] But if you're gonna be with us then that's pretty much that, isn't it? Never a bad thing to have more people.
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... Okay, who else hates Quetzalcoatl? Apparently there can be two people. No wonder why Tezcatlipoca was so interested in her temple, though — and, maybe, no wonder why he indulged Amos' complaints about Set. They're of a similar mind, just about different people.
He accepts all of this easily enough, relaxing at Tezcatlipoca's explanation — though flicking his cigarette off the balcony earns slightly narrowed eyes, a tilt of his head. Really, dude? Littering? — but it's just a blip before his body language eases again, regarding Tezcatlipoca with a gaze that could be considered friendly. ]
Y'know, I've kinda lived through the end of a world before. Felt like that, at least; it really dragged on for a couple of months. There were still other places to go, but it was a bitch to try to get to them — [ to say nothing of how his canon point is passing out on the rocket out of Winnipesaukee, so, not like getting out of there had done him any good — ] but I'd never really thought of it that way before. [ More than a year and a half later; it's fine. ] That it's more efficient to get a head start on the next thing. I just figured it felt right.
[ And maybe that's why — no sense in fighting the inevitable, after all.
Amos takes another glance out at the Beyond before turning back to his new companion. ]
Well, I'm not gonna lie; I'm a pretty big fan of your sister. [ She just helped him so much; maybe more than Tezcatlipoca could know — or anyone outside of Yima, for that matter. Still, he unfolds his arms, sticks out his free hand for Tezcatlipoca to shake. ] But if you're gonna be with us then that's pretty much that, isn't it? Never a bad thing to have more people.