Amante had been keeping to himself all morning, sipping some cup of joe while flipping through a magazine he "found" while topside. It was a business magazine filled with a few tabloid ads that he didn't personally care for but it was nice to get his mind off of all of the crap piling up around him. He didn't bother Leila at all- didn't even look at her really, but he was aware that she was nearby.