[attr="class","sun"]One by One

I'm addicted to the panic

Amor took his current companion off to the side of the arena so they couldn't be interrupted, not that they would anyway, because he would summon Draco to get rid of any bothersome pests. Honestly there was a lot that he wanted to know, but mainly it was his employment in Silph. They were a rather harsh company from what he had learned, and so he wondered exactly what it was like there. Amor was just another curious man, with no definite ulterior motives at all. At least that is how he appeared to everyone, but asking someone about their job was just a courtesy. Especially someone with a unique dragon, the silver haired businessman was as whimsical as the wind when it came to learning about others. Some he cared about, but most he didn't.

"Ah nothing to out of the ordinary, more so just curious as to how you came to work at Silph. Come now did you think I did some incredibly deep dive background check on you?" He seemed amused by that though, I mean he could, but he was trying to not rely on Athena for mundane matters. Perhaps he would see if some other less demanding information gatherers existed, and perhaps offer them a job when he started his company. Would be handy at least to have someone more reliable than her. Tapping his cheek lightly at the thought he kept his focus on Razz. "I'm told that it's rather brutal to be scouted to them, and even more so to work your way up. Is that true?" This of course were just things that he had heard, nothing out of the ordinary, just looking to confirm a few rumors.

His teal eyes shone with interest easily, there were other things that he wanted to ask, but he was going to start with the basics. One didn't start out just using up all of their hand at once. There were steps to this process, and like a fine wine, Amor would savor this conversation no matter how long it lasted. That was how new friends were made after all, and what better friend to make than a man who was employed at the company of SPIRAL. The man who held an iron grip over the economy, whether this man was low on the totem pole, or high up made little difference. As his father would often tell him.

"Give me a rock, and I can build a castle..." It was one of the few things that Amor didn't understood what it meant until he got much older. Stones were just a collection of pebbles, and castles were just a collection of stones. With enough of them, and enough time, nothing was impossible.