Given her luck with anything that's come out of her mouth recently, Amelia has been seriously debating a vow of silence. Life might go over better if she couldn't metaphorically put her foot in her mouth.

She nods and takes a seat in the grass next to Verity. "It's hard to think of anything but what you've lost when you're in mourning." She's seen it before. It's why Nathan left. It's why she so worries so much about him even here. He'd lost so much and then jumped head first onto the path of vengeance that she feared he would lose himself to it and never come home.

"I'm glad to see you're outside, though." She doesn't mean to offend Verity by saying that and so she adds, "I don't think I'd be able to do the same if I were in your position."