I love you, post-loop hatchling who feels out of place everywhere. Hatchling who doesn't feel remotely safe unless they're in their ship. Hatchling who has forgotten what home feels like because they didn't have time to stop and smell the pine trees. Hatchling who cannot feel okay unless they're doing something because to stagnate is to waste precious time. Hatchling who doesn't consider safety anymore, yet is terrified by explosions.




















