What am I made out of? Huh, that’s tricky. I don’t tend to self reflect a lot so that hard. I’d say memory. Memories really. There’s a lot. A lot has happened to me, y’know? I carry the past around a lot.
And she was telling the truth. One thing she failed to mention is the sorrow around her heart and the weight on her shoulders. The stars don’t call her Atlas for nothing.
What’s my biggest flaw, biggest flaw.... Hmmm. Like I said, not a lot of self reflection here. I guess I cling to things a lot. Things I can’t keep a hold of, maybe things that are better off being let go. Either that or hubris. Haha, that’s a good one. I think I handle anything but before you know it I’m falling.
. . . Losing the people I love. I... didn’t do a good job with avoiding it....
She wraps her arms around her knees and tucks them close to her chest. Her tail wraps itself around her wrist. She goes very quiet.