[She finds herself unwillingly thinking of that time -- when she had sent Shiro away, and sacrificed herself as a distraction, so that Voltron could find its way and end the threat once and for all. It is brief, and she doesn't understand its origin because it leaves her mind so quickly.
What it does, however, is hasten her descent. Her knees are slightly weak from disuse, but she clambers down the ladder and leaves her flightsuit and helmet at her pod in favor of dropping to the ground and embracing Shiro tightly.
Its brief -- but it helps to know that she isn't dreaming. After all, she has a port in the back of her skull now. She doesn't want to consider the implications.]
I've been better.
[Its half-chuckled, caught between sarcasm and relief bouncing between the pair of them. She leans back to look up at his face.]
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What it does, however, is hasten her descent. Her knees are slightly weak from disuse, but she clambers down the ladder and leaves her flightsuit and helmet at her pod in favor of dropping to the ground and embracing Shiro tightly.
Its brief -- but it helps to know that she isn't dreaming. After all, she has a port in the back of her skull now. She doesn't want to consider the implications.]
I've been better.
[Its half-chuckled, caught between sarcasm and relief bouncing between the pair of them. She leans back to look up at his face.]
What about you? Where are the others?