circe, horatio, benvolio
Circe: Would you rather be loved or feared?
“Loved, duh. Well, maybe a little feared. I want jerks to fear me, ‘cause they know I won’t put up with their shit. But mostly loved. It’s a much nicer feeling.”
Horatio: Who do you love most?
“Well that’s an easy one - I love Batsy the most.”
Benvolio: What comes to mind when you think of peace?
“I think of ... the sound of rushing water. The smell of damp earth and trees. Birds singing, and leaves rustling, and crickets singing. I think of nature, undisturbed around me, on a cool, clear night. A warm blanket wrapped around me. That sounds like peace to me.”













