It's pretty quiet, except for the pitterpatter of raindrops on the gazebo roof, so it may seem a bit odd when suddenly she turns towards you, a distant but still inquisitve look in her eyes. Although her tone of voice is light when she speaks, the question she asks isn't.]
What's the most difficult decision you've ever had to make?
[OOC: Carol's been feeling a bit pensive lately, so I thought I'd bring her here for some deep conversation time! Not really related to any particular event except for the rain. As usual, OTA for CR, males for romancing