[ Amos' brows furrow. Of course where they're going is all that's left. None of them have any clue what the future holds in store for them, and that's exactly what he's been trying to avoid thinking about.
His gaze drifts downwards as he turns to stare at his feet. When he speaks again, his voice is small. ]
It's not going to be anything good.
[ He knows. He knows. He's been used before. Desperately, desperately wants to avoid that again. Their captors are indeed keeping them alive, and it's stressing him out.
He reaches a conclusion in that moment, one he opts to mutter out loud. ]
Should've thrown myself off the fucking cliff when I had the chance.
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His gaze drifts downwards as he turns to stare at his feet. When he speaks again, his voice is small. ]
It's not going to be anything good.
[ He knows. He knows. He's been used before. Desperately, desperately wants to avoid that again. Their captors are indeed keeping them alive, and it's stressing him out.
He reaches a conclusion in that moment, one he opts to mutter out loud. ]
Should've thrown myself off the fucking cliff when I had the chance.