"I am. That's my official job designation. My boss-lady runs a good business."

Though Amos is aware Maketh knows by now that isn't the only thing Amos does, and probably that what he does might not exactly be legal. He's not going to say that until he's sure she knows. No need to spill the beans when people don't look kindly on criminals.

He pretends to consider her request, humming thoughtfully and tapping his lips with a finger. "Well. Maybe. If it'll keep you from wearing yourself to a nub."