Bramblepoint Cinnamon Harvest with his best buddy Ooky

There was a pause in her erratic outbursts at which point Lulu's face took on a serious expression. Lulua'ina. Lulu is easier to pronounce. She smiled at the male; a sobering expression of helplessness. She knew how pitiful she must've looked, unable to even keep herself upright, but there was nothing she could do to change it. She was stuck on a neverending cycle of ups and downs, though it seemed as if she'd lost her place and in turn, her identity along the way.

Lulu bit at her lip and looked at the male with a solemn gaze before repeating his own question. Who are you?