[ Amos shakes his head, turning to look at Prax again. ]
You don't have to thank me for anything. You don't -
[ He takes a sharp breath, heart beating hard in his chest as his palm slides against Prax's when he shifts, moving to turn his whole body towards the botanist. ]
You think you're not pulling your weight, don't you? On the Roci.
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You don't have to thank me for anything. You don't -
[ He takes a sharp breath, heart beating hard in his chest as his palm slides against Prax's when he shifts, moving to turn his whole body towards the botanist. ]
You think you're not pulling your weight, don't you? On the Roci.