Amethyst was very, very bored. Sometimes she really didn't understand the will of the Yozi... Here she was, one of only fifty Green Sun Princes in all of Creation, a priceless resource for the Yozi she served, and where was she? In the middle of fucking nowhere! Why she had been sent out here she would likely never know... Still, orders were orders, and as much as she hated being bossed around, she knew better than to disobey a direct order from Liger.<br/><br/>She sighed. "I know the Yozi know much, and that they certainly know better than I do, but I wish sometimes they would share some of that knowledge..." she grumbled. However, as the Slayer was sitting in a tree, trying to think of something to do, she spotted an old woman in the shadow of the nearby ruins. Amethyst had already looked over said ruins several times, since they were essentially the only interesting thing about this place, but she was more interested in the old woman herself. She couldn't place it, but looking at her made her feel a very odd sense of deja vu, like someone she had met before but could not remember... even odder since physically the woman looked fairly unremarkable, and didn't really remind her of anyone.<br/><br/>Well, it wasn't as if the Infernal had anything better to do. She leapt down from her perch and made her way over to the woman. "Hoy! What brings you out to this neck of the woods?" she asked, waving to the woman. It wasn't as if she really gave a crap about the woman's goals, she was just looking for something to keep her mind occupied for the time being, and her own goals were about as vague as commands got, so maybe some light conversation could help ease her ennui.