Hoppo is more than just tall and green.
She's goofy. She's weird. She's terrifying in the trenches but tender with her friends. She's the kind of bug that makes you believe in soulmates... or soulbugs.
When she smiles with her lil mandibles? I see the stars. When she skitters awkwardly across the grass? Poetry in motion.
She doesn't need to wear clothes to be iconic. She just is.
She makes me feel safe in this war-torn bug world. I think that's what love is.
I love Hoppo. End of story.