Named after the shepherdess in Virgil's pastoral Eclogues. The Greek word amarysso means "to sparkle." In Victorian times, an "amaryllis" was a strong, confident, and beautiful woman.
You're talented in a lot of other ways, you know. And...I don't know about that. [she tightens the grip on karlach's hand briefly.] I know she wasn't herself, but...after hearing what really happened, I'm trying to forgive her myself. Especially after today. I can't blame her entirely because we know it's a possession and they aren't fully in control. But...there's some degree of control there, I think. There has to be. And that's the part I can't get over yet.
Boots - he told me Aventurine had something he needed. So there was something there that made him pick. It wasn't all the monster. [...] Did she tell you all of it? I couldn't talk to her, I was afraid I'd lose my fucking temper.
She did, yeah. [and judging by her face a lot of it is why she's frustrated.] She said she didn't pick him on purpose. She just set up a trap and waited for whoever fell into it, because the monster wanted her to kill.
Yeah. She said she enchanted the ukulele to lure someone into the theater. And it was just "bad luck" it was Karma. [karlach can now understand why aerith was pissed yeah.]
I don't think she was working alone. The chimera was out there, and...the way she described how he died...it's hard to believe she would be able to do it all by herself. But the fact that she didn't pick and just...waited for someone convenient. I don't even know if she felt sorry because the monster wanted a kill no matter what.
I can't help thinking what he must have been feeling when he died. Like maybe...justified for being the way he was. Or like he was right all along that people would go after him just because he was difficult. [or worse, like maybe he wasn't strong enough after all.]
It's not. [she agrees! this is vastly unfair.] He should have had more time to try and find good things to happen to him. With good people who would be nice to him. I know that wasn't just you and me.
As long as we keep living for ourselves, too. We can't find a way to help them if we aren't able to keep going. [...] We don't know what happens to them. But I'd like to believe maybe their souls managed to make it somewhere safe, together.
[not every place has a lifestream, but let her hope.]
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You've got an eye for colors and flowers. Sheesh. Leave some talent for the rest of us. [teasing!!] You're also nicer than me.
I know she didn't have control, but drowning a kid is a bit too far for me to forgive entirely.
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[she glances at aerith.]
Boots - he told me Aventurine had something he needed. So there was something there that made him pick. It wasn't all the monster. [...] Did she tell you all of it? I couldn't talk to her, I was afraid I'd lose my fucking temper.
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So - what, he just woke up and fell into it?
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So it wasn't even on purpose, just - she could've picked an adult. Commit to that. And this is what happened.
Fuck.
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[silence, for a moment.]
Nobody here deserved that, but Karma especially didn't.
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I can't help thinking what he must have been feeling when he died. Like maybe...justified for being the way he was. Or like he was right all along that people would go after him just because he was difficult. [or worse, like maybe he wasn't strong enough after all.]
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It's horrible. It's - I'm so fucking angry for him. All he wanted was someone to not react with yelling or violence or - whatever. Fuck.
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How much did he tell you about home?
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[follows to collect flowers!]
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[they stop at a patch, and she crouches, gesturing to karlach to join her so they can pick the best flowers.]
...he told me he was scared of not knowing how to handle the aftermath.
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[she does join, looking at all of the colors.]
I asked him to tell me good things that had happened to him, and he really fucking struggled. It... this isn't fair.
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[she holds a couple of flowers in her hands, and then:]
All we can do now is try to live for him, I guess.
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As long as we keep living for ourselves, too. We can't find a way to help them if we aren't able to keep going. [...] We don't know what happens to them. But I'd like to believe maybe their souls managed to make it somewhere safe, together.
[not every place has a lifestream, but let her hope.]