atlas says:

“i have been waiting and waiting and waiting. if you won’t come out of the snow, i will come in after you, but i will not like it.”

“arrrrrrrrrrrrrooooooooooooooo! the snow is too deep and i am too tired. i am done with this nonsense.”

“i am king of the world!”

“i seem to have turned myself sideways. this hill is more confusing than i thought. i think i will be done now.”

“hey there. i have been waiting and waiting and waiting so i’m just checking up on you.”

“good. you’re still there. you will have to get out on your own. i am going away now.”

(yes, atlas is still alive and well. it’s been so cold lately that he is in full-on hibernation mode. as he told you already, he is very sensible.)