[Oh, thank God.

His grip loosens again as relief sets in, although the awkwardness and tension of his voice haven't quite leeched fully away yet.]

I'm sorry, I don't know what Amish is either.

[Your world is strange and confusing, good sir. But in case parental jobs are actually relevant here, because Amish is totally a job, right...]

My Dad was an alchemist, and my Mom was... well, I guess she was a Mom, she didn't have a job.