Unforgettable Bestest Friends [Amos]

His own ears fell to the side, brows furrowing as she grew somber and apologetic. Despite his efforts, she looked pretty unhappy just then and her expression was about to break his heart if she wasn't careful. Maybe he was just youthful and idealistic, but Amos really couldn't stand to see that look she had. She'd been busy, had a lot on her mind, whatever. As far as he was concerned she hadn't done anything wrong and he was happy to forgive her without her gloomily offering an apology.

Reaching out, he gently sought to nudge her cheek in a comforting gesture. "None of that, now," he murmured, light-hearted smile returning to his lips as he fixed her with a stern expression. "All's been forgiven already before ya' said a word, so don't go gettin' all gloomy or you're goin' to make me sad." Not that he was opposed to getting emotional in public, it just wasn't his preferred activity. Dealing with life via humor in any and all circumstances seemed like the better option.

Ooh, boy, were his cheeks that warm before he'd leaned in? Pulling back slowly, he let his tail swing merrily, likely swatting at her side once or twice. For a moment he tried to think of how he could turn the whole situation into a game but frankly the closeness of his face to hers had sort of left him a little light headed and he was trying to recover.