Jason's POV:
Jason felt really guilty. He had no idea that Leo's humor was just a mask! And that he called himself Leo's friend … He remembered what he'd said the night before, and felt guilty. He looked around, and figured everyone else did too. And that was just after happy humor! He saw who was next and narrowed his eyes. This looked like Leo but … wasn't. He was perfectly still and silent. Leo was never still. "Who are you?"
"I'm self-control," answered the Leo. "I'm a large part of Leo. I mostly work on keeping Fire under control. Fire really doesn't like being controlled. He's not actually part of us, just a primordial force that lives within." Self-control sighed. "Fire wants to destroy everything. If it weren't for me, Fire would burn down the ship and everyone in it. Just like he burned down London in Thomas Faynor four centuries ago. Even with my best efforts, he still gets out sometimes. There's only so much one can do against an ancient power inside you, right?"
Jason could only stare. He didn't think, he didn't know how hard it was to control Fire. He didn't realize that Fire actively pushed back against Leo's efforts to control it. He grimaced, wondering if Leo had heard what he had said the previous night.
Self-control continued talking. "I'm also responsible for keeping all our emotions, all our aspects in check. I make sure that Humor stays on the surface and that we always act cheerful, even when we don't want to. I also make sure that some of the other aspects" (was it Jason's imagination or did Self-control glare at some of the crying and angry Leos on the sides of the room) "don't take control, don't expose themselves, and don't do things they shouldn't." (Yep, he was definitely glaring). Self-control sighed. "And now everything will be exposed, and there's nothing I can do about it. I'll just organize the aspects into a line to make this easier."
Next up was a very determined-looking Leo. "Let's keep this short so I can get back to work. I'm Drive. I keep us working hard, always pushing for improvements. I helped us build the Argo II on time, by making sure we stayed up through the night and worked to keep us on schedule." A small voice peeped up from the back. "We still didn't finish, we failed even at that, we're not good enough!" "Shush, Inferiority, you'll get your turn." Wait, what? Leo worked through the night? And what was that about inferiority? Jason didn't have time to ponder though, as Drive was pushing forward. "Anyways, we only failed because tiredness beats all drive in the end, and five hours of sleep a week was about the minimum I could sustain. I'm one of the less hidden aspects, we never try to pretend we don't work hard. You just don't notice us."