[ if atton thought about it too hard, he'd think about how his previous path is still his master, blind obedience the leash-- and the dark side still holding him still as he fights against everything. fights with all of his might to get away and follow meetra and find absolution but he keeps getting tired. he gives in. falls into line. like a toy soldier. like a machine.
whomever said that your past doesn't define you was full of bullshit, and atton would personally like to throw them in an airlock. ]
Fuel. [ slight scoff. ] Not that it mattered, in the end.