He's happy to give Amnos the time he needs to think through that, both for Amnos' sake and for his own to regather and rebury the moment of upheaval the last couple moments have held. Resurrection, another god, another body. He'd dwell on it later...or he'd bury it so deep it would never see the light of day again.

When Amnos smiles to him, Chris smiles back and he already knows his answer. "Leave it...Don't think it'd help any to know what's coming only to have no clue as to when it's coming. Thanks, though." He reached out and put a hand at Amnos' wrist, both for the comfort of familiarity and the comfort of reaffirming his friend is here with him. Which, really, was a huge relief in it's own way, as much as he wished he could turn around and send Amnos away from here.

"I'm sorry to say it, but...I'm really glad to see you." He should have been better at this, at being on his own when he'd been like that for years, but a few years of having his family always within reach had left him comfortable in that, too comfortable to go back to being alone easily. It felt silly and shameful, but it was there all the same. "We should either get back out there or check out of here, though."