An oldie, but a goodie. Taken from a page from a yearbook for rather young children.
Dylan there probably doesn’t care much about death at his age, as the above seem to be just a cute joke collaborated between him and Catherine.
For myself, the only time in my life when I really feared death on a philosophical level was in my mid to late 20s, when I had a reasonable career and no worries over immediate survival, but haven’t had much time to sit down and sort out my beliefs on spirituality and my philosophy regarding life, in general.
I suppose this would differ greatly based on each individual, after all.