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┊┊. ᴋᴇɪᴛʜ, ᴋᴏɢᴀɴᴇ
❝There's something about you that just... makes everything better. I feel at peace when you're around, and I wouldn't trade that for anything. ❞
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ᴠᴏʟᴛʀᴏɴ ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅᴀʀʏ ᴅᴇꜰᴇɴᴅᴇʀ
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𖤓 ' In his presence, I sense a silent strength, a resilience honed by years of solitude and self-reliance. Like a lone wolf, he navigates the world with a sense of purpose, his every movement deliberate and calculated. ' 𖤓
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Allura returned to the console, her focus unwavering as she scanned through the monitor, her mind racing with the implications of their situation. Beside her, Lunarae stood close, her presence a silent reminder of the bond that bound them together. Allura couldn't help but notice the skepticism and fear flickering in her young sister's eyes as she glanced warily at the group.
A soft smile graced Allura's lips as she reached out to gently squeeze Lunarae's hand.
"Princesses, you must eat. It's been 10,000 years," Coran interjected, his tone filled with concern for their well-being.
Allura kept her eyes on the console, her brow furrowed in concentration as she replied, "I'm not hungry. Luna, you must eat something." She turned to her sister, her gaze gentle yet firm, urging her to take care of herself.
Lunarae shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper as she declined, "I understand Allura, but I—I'm not hungry. Perhaps later... I'll try to eat something then. I promise."
Allura nodded in understanding, her expression softening with affection. "Very well, Lunarae. But please promise me you'll take care of yourself. We have much ahead of us," she insisted, her voice filled with concern for her sister's well-being.
"10,000 years? That's like one thousand plus ten," he remarked, his tone lighthearted yet filled with wonder.
Keith, ever the straight-laced one, corrected him. "That's times ten," he quipped, earning a glare from Lance in response.
"Whatever, dropout," Lance retorted.
In the background, Hunk couldn't hide his hunger any longer, his stomach growling loudly. "I haven't eaten since breakfast and I'm starving," he confessed.
Pidge couldn't help but point out the obvious. "Yeah, but you've thrown up, like, five times," he quipped, his tone matter-of-fact.
Raising his eyebrow, Hunk had to admit Pidge had a point. "Good point," he conceded, his stomach growling in agreement.
