I enjoy Plato greatly. I enjoyed Saladin's company. But Dian Cecht was my hero and I learned after him that idolising anyone is not always the great idea.

Only my relationship with my father. I am not the type to keep secrets about myself. For better or for worse.

No. I just...am.

No.

I am not strong. I am not physically intimidating. I am not as clever as I could be. I am weak, emotionally. I run from danger instead of confronting it. I find it difficult to take responsibility for myself. I heal, that is all. My only strength.