[ Not anyone. Just Amos. He doesn't reply to any of that, either, going straight for Alex saying he isn't a teenager, which makes Amos scoff. He raises an eyebrow, looking at Alex with an unimpressed look on his face. ]

You're sure you're not twelve, buddy? Because what I'm hearing is that you're in denial, you're finding excuses, you didn't communicate, and now you had a chance to come clean and be honest with her, and with yourself, and you didn't do that.

[ Amos looks on. ]

Does sound very mature to me.