Echoes of the history

" Adrian, can I ask you something?" Flora's voice quivered as she leaned in, her voice softer than usual.

" Sure, Flora. What's it?" Adrian's voice was soft, conservative yet open.

Flora dithered before speaking," Do you ever wonder about where we all came from? I mean not what we have done, but who we were before everything."

Vincent, harkening in from the table next to them, cut in," You are getting philosophical now? I allowed us to be busy waging our wars out ...