"... Do you exist for yourself or simply by other people?!"
Hela stared at the man and sighed a little annoyed.
He passed the end of his fingers slowly through the edge of the cup still full of wine.
She didn't know exactly what to think about that kind of question and many answers things ran into her mind.
Yes, countless answers and situations.
Socrates finally looked more relieved, that girl finally decided to use the brain.
"The question may seem stupid, but the answer by making you feel relieved ... Let me help you ..."
A small toast was made with the light shock between the hela and Socrates' cups.
"... some say that the essence of each being is directly associated with their achievements, others think that it is innate to the nature of each one and it is simply there ... Well, we can think of many theories, but for someone with one life so long you have an idea of your own existence. Am I right?!"
Hela drunk her wine and nodded.
