As Hatta sat on his cot for the night, he couldn’t help but grin widely at the thought of Jane, she made him succeed in something that he wanted in so long, whenever someone says “I’m so happy” he would understand that feeling for once, cause as far as he knew, Jane made him feel the happy feeling that he ached to feel throughout his life.
But she also caused him to think about his past the one he had forgotten, he couldn’t remember when he forgot it. Maybe it was never there to be remembered or forgotten he thought to himself frowning a bit. The boy would best be described as a ball of confusion, he never interacted with people because he never stuck around a person long enough to be able to understand complicated feelings. The person he knew longest was O’Hara and that was about it.
But the Hatta was always able to survive this world even without any human instincts and feelings, he knew to survive this world you had to be mad as hatter, and luckily he was.
