“It’s fucked, isn’t it?” Amos announced his presence, arm wrapping around the other’s shoulder and bringing her closer, a slight stumble in his step. “D’ya see the update? I’d show ya, but I’m--” a small hiccup seized his next words, “--I’m pretty sure I threw my phone overboard, after that--as one does, ‘course, dunno how I’m gonna--” another hiccup, “--afford anotha’, but all’s well--” he shook his head, hand reaching to pat her head affectionately, “‘m glad you’re alright, lovey--not that you were in danger to begin with, but--yer a good pal, n’ all.”