“Have you ever wondered what happens when we die?” She asked Isa. Isa continued to stare deeply into the flames, watching them dance and twirl their glowing skirts. “I don’t really care what happens after we die,” Isa murmured softly, their eyes glowing a soft gold in the light. “Why not?” Yūjin chuckled, “too scared of what will happen?” “No not at all,” Isa giggled, “I just feel that what we do in our life matters more than what happens after our life. For all we know, nothing happens and we are just stuck in an eternal coma.” The duo stayed silent as the flames crackled and continued their dance, oblivious to the heavy blanket that fell upon the air.