Irey flopped down, leaning against him, though she knew he would probably push her away, and balling the sleeves of her shirt up in her fists. "Do you ever think about what happens after people die?"
As she expected, Damian pushed her off but with less force then he normally did. That was…a strange question to ask all of a sudden. “Nothing happens. We all just fade away…Like a memory.” He answered.














