Anastasia was relieved when her mother stood up so quickly. Despite what Samsul had said about her surely wanting to spend time with her, a part of her was worried she'd reject her. She smiled happily and nodded when said she could ask anything. She stepped back slightly when she looked at Samsul and invited him along. Although, she felt as though it were a sneaky order, ordering him but making it seem like it was his decision. She looked up at her mother and soon after the three of them headed toward garden making mostly small talk. When they reached it, Anastasia looked at her mother, "What was my father like?"