All of me.
What’s left of all of me.
Can’t you see
I am good without them.
Flaking, Tip.
I had to lose them.
Making harm.
They’ll just abuse them.
Their goodbyes freed me of ties that vie.
I can just get along without them.
They’re just the parts that I set apart.
I haven’t, I haven’t lost all of me.
Good save.
Mama Cypress dresses up quite nicely for guests. She LIKES Tip. Of course.
Tip is awful formal. I mean, “Ms. Cypress,” really. They should be on a first name basis by now.
It may just be a bit of Southern politeness to a respectable lady of a certain age (Cypress is over a hundred at this point, correct?)
So all those teams Anasigma sent in only to have them absorbed harboured secret resentments about HR policies?
It *is* starting to sound like that could be, isn’t it?
I wonder how many of them were sent over the edge by the shoe policy? o_O
Okay. Burning Anasigma works for me, too.
I quit!
So Eris is not only the sexy one, but also the smart one of the group.
The competition doesn’t seem stiff.
Or at least has the fastest reflexes.
Yup, I called it.
What a twist!
All of me.
What’s left of all of me.
Can’t you see
I am good without them.
Flaking, Tip.
I had to lose them.
Making harm.
They’ll just abuse them.
Their goodbyes freed me of ties that vie.
I can just get along without them.
They’re just the parts that I set apart.
I haven’t, I haven’t lost all of me.
—from “All of Me,” Frank Sinatra’s version.
Technically true. Wouldn’t Tip know enough to address her as Mme. Cypress?
Ahh, so introducing the Jersey Devils and Evil Hatty *was* a big mistake.