[ Naomi reaches up to put her hand over his, then remembers and places it on his covered wrist instead. ]

You did do it, for a month. You managed somehow.

[ Her expression now is a little sad, because she's left him for longer than that, but he had the others. Jim and Alex. He wasn't alone -- she doesn't like thinking of him here alone, but hopefully he found good people to be around. Amos needs people to call his own. ]

So am I. I can't tell you what a relief it was to see your name pop up.