Slowly optimistic, surge-ie in his movements, prone to leaving his signature even when no one asked for an autograph. However don’t fault the snail because he can’t help but be who he is-can anyone? Or are there small evolutions planned ahead of time? Perhaps it’s like raindrops rippling off each other and influencing each other. Seemingly random events converging- only then can the next choice be made. His resilience was a learned necessity, just as it is for any creature in nature- but certain things he had little to no resilience for. Like salt and narcissists.
Awethentic 