[ Amos has no idea why he wants to tell Mako, of all people. Why he trusts her, in particular. Maybe because she reminds him of Naomi, in her decisions, her words. ]
I kissed someone I care about, which is not something I do. Ever.
[ It doesn't matter who initiated it, after all. ]
[She says it softly, gentle but more thoughtful than pitying.]
That isn't something I do often, either.
[So she gets it. But judging from his demeanor, she can guess what happened. Mako is certain she's the last person on the station qualified to give him romantic advice. She spent more time with engines and Jaegers than people before getting here, but she likes Amos. He was one of the first people on the station to help her, and so she's determined to do the best she can.]
[ Amos runs a hand over his face, wondering once more why he's even talking about this right now. It feels like something he should just try to entirely forget about. Move on, now that things are back to normal. ]
He ran away afterwards. Like he couldn't believe he'd done this with me.
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[She's not sure that's comforting, though.]
Did something happen?
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I kissed someone I care about, which is not something I do. Ever.
[ It doesn't matter who initiated it, after all. ]
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[She says it softly, gentle but more thoughtful than pitying.]
That isn't something I do often, either.
[So she gets it. But judging from his demeanor, she can guess what happened. Mako is certain she's the last person on the station qualified to give him romantic advice. She spent more time with engines and Jaegers than people before getting here, but she likes Amos. He was one of the first people on the station to help her, and so she's determined to do the best she can.]
It... didn't go well, did it?
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He ran away afterwards. Like he couldn't believe he'd done this with me.