[ he squeezes his hand around the necklace until he's sure it will make an indent, knuckles bright white in his pocket. don't kill yourself when things get hard, because that's the kind of man he is, right? that's the kind of man amos thinks he is. joke's on him though because he'd always been too much of a coward to do it before. think about it? sure, yeah. nearly daily. but survival is what he does best, in the bare minimum - it's something all belters excel at. but maybe it's something miller has a particular knack for. ]
Don't tell me you'd miss me, Earther.
[ the word is more of a defense mechanism here than any reflection of amos himself. amos isn't an earther the way his partner was. he isn't self-righteous and self-important. he's damn near a belter himself, really, which is why the words come out strange and uncertain. ]
I've gotta stick around to kill myself for the right cause, remember?
[ and really, that's more to the point. if he kills himself before getting back to eros, that shit rots the whole system after it wipes out earth. he doesn't think about what he's admitting here - that maybe he knew, from the beginning, that rock was a one-way trip for him. ]
cw: suicidal ideations etc.
Don't tell me you'd miss me, Earther.
[ the word is more of a defense mechanism here than any reflection of amos himself. amos isn't an earther the way his partner was. he isn't self-righteous and self-important. he's damn near a belter himself, really, which is why the words come out strange and uncertain. ]
I've gotta stick around to kill myself for the right cause, remember?
[ and really, that's more to the point. if he kills himself before getting back to eros, that shit rots the whole system after it wipes out earth. he doesn't think about what he's admitting here - that maybe he knew, from the beginning, that rock was a one-way trip for him. ]