[ At the sweater, Amos has to raise an eyebrow, a smirk appearing on his lips - he can't help it. She looks like she's just woken up, and it's adorable, honestly. Amos wouldn't use that word lightly. ]
I'm fine. Nice sweater.
[ He isn't fine, but whatever. He can pretend well enough, after getting enough sleep to feel like himself again. Right now, he is at his best. ]
Sorry, didn't mean to wake you up. You make up for lost times?
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I'm fine. Nice sweater.
[ He isn't fine, but whatever. He can pretend well enough, after getting enough sleep to feel like himself again. Right now, he is at his best. ]
Sorry, didn't mean to wake you up. You make up for lost times?