[ He finds himself bristling. ]

Sometimes violence is the only way. I wouldn't have made it anywhere without it.

[ And in some ways, violence is truly home for him, more peaceful than peace. There's nowhere he feels more right, more him than in the midst of it. It's all Amos can do but to hammer home that this is his path, conviction in his voice, his being. That everything that Yuya hates about it is what makes the most sense to him. ]

The hurt will be worth it. Because it'll be better.

[ And, firmer: ] Please don't get in the way.

[ He's still pleading with Yuya, but who knows how much longer that's going to last. ]