02. most love like hunters

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[ Her wonder is something of a rarity, a precious thing not often glimpsed anymore in his line of work. Amuro takes it in stride with measured care, an awareness that is quite sophisticated. ]

Yeah, that same outer space. Don't worry too much about not recognizing the uniform. [ He shrugs, though it's not out of indifference. ] It means that this place is still peaceful.

[ (Like it should be.)

Amuro shifts and makes his way to the back steps of the church, trimmed in white wood railing that was already so many years faded. The paint is coarse and chipped when he runs a palm over it. ]

And that if you ever needed something repaired, coming back here won't be too much of a problem.

[ He knows well that this church is already past its prime, a relic that would no longer need the touch of someone like him to mean something. And he was fine with that.

At her answer, he stills. Thinks of her honesty as, again, extraordinary. ]

What frightens you about it?