Free, fast, and allergic to being carried.
You'd rather do it alone and tired than owe anyone the favor. Movement is your reset button — you outrun a bad mood before you'll sit in it. The Eye catches the reflex: you offer help constantly and flinch when it's offered back, because needing people feels like a leak in the hull. Independence looks like strength on you. Sometimes it's just the loneliest room you know how to build.
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