[ He nods; he doesn't get why things need to be prettied up, but, well, here they are. At least they're both people of action, substance over surface level; that's gotta count for plenty.

Although... ]

Nah, a year's still a while. I'm not used to spending so long in one place. I mean, with a ship I was with my people, but we still had to travel around a lot. Here I got my own place and everything. It's actually pretty nice.

[ The street they're taking starts to narrow in a bit as they exit the centre of town and hit a more residential area. Amos perks up a bit as it does, so it'd seem they're getting that much closer... ]

Hockey's a sport. Each team's got a net and the goal is to put this little puck — [ and he mimes what a puck is with his hands — ] into the other team's. Only you can throw your entire body into someone else and fight 'em sometimes. It's awesome. Nothing like that party back there at all.

[ Sometimes you just need a violent outlet, and that's what it is — the antithesis to everything back at the courtyard.

He jerks his head to the right, where the buildings have really started to thin out; there's a lot more greenery off in the distance, but closer to them is a large building with wide windows and gentle lights inside. He's beaming when he looks back at her. ]

Think we're coming up on heaven right about now.