"That's all you can do really, right?" Matt nodded as Amos told him that he'd managed to help people after everything, that more than anything told Matt what he needed to know about Amos. Find people you could work with, well not him, but others - that was good for other people, and do what you can to help.
He listened while Amos explained some of the dynamics of his world, and how that played out with real world consequences for the people who lived there and he shook his head. It was more of the same, so many years into the future and things were still exactly the same and a part of him wondered why he even bothered if nothing would ever change. If people would still be fighting and scraping and tearing at each other. Pirates though - pirates were different.
"Wow," he said softly. "So you ended up here in the middle of all of that." And now he didn't know what happened after. "I guess I can take some small comfort in knowing that even with all those years people there still sound like the people I've been dealing with." It wasn't a true comfort, but at times like this anything familiar could be a comfort even if it was shit. And hearing everything Amos had told him, Matt could safely say that was shit. But getting Amos talking like this, letting him tell his story had done it's job. He didn't seem to be quite so worked up over the storm anymore, he'd relaxed and the beating of his heart had slowed to a less worrisome pace as they talked.