She didn't want to cry, but a tear rolled down her cheek anyway, forcing her hand to come across and swipe it away angrily.

"But I do have to worry..." she argued weakly, "I don't know if I can handle this... what if I break? What if no one can repair me?"

Toph had offered to help her with that, or rather find people who could, but would anyone really know how to repair something as complex as her?

"I'm terrified, Maxwell-san. I'm even jumping at my own shadow! I just... I want to curl in to a corner and never come out again... even if that means shutting down for good..."