Morrigan, Olwen, Rhiannon
Morrigan: What do you think happens when we die?
Olwen: What is your favorite flower?
Rhiannon: Have you ever been betrayed?
"Oh wow, you go for the hard questions don't ya?" Aster asked softly, running his hand nervously through his hair.
"Well let's see. I'm going to be honest, I don't like thinking about death, it's not really a nice thing. I like to think that there is something after we day, a kind of perpetual spring where we all return to our happiest times." He smiled slightly. It wasn't so bad thinking about it, if that was what really waited for them.
"Flowers? Well that's an easy one, that would be the Star of Bethlehem, a pretentious name I know, but it's meaning is hope." He was a bit of a sap when it came to flowers. Aster had, at one point, spent a great deal of time memorising all their meanings. There was just something poetic about it.
The last question gave him pause. "Betrayed? I...don't think so. I guess it all depends what exactly you mean." Aster shifted his weight a little uncomfortably. "Nothing comes immediately to mind."
