Limerence

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              Viserra stood by the pod, closely observing Coran's actions.

   "Okay, guys, Sendak's almost all hooked up. But, look, I have to warn you, this technology was used to keep altean memories alive, not to interrogate prisoners" Coran explained while working on the pod.

   "Coran, we understand this isn't what the technology was meant for,  but if we can extract Sendak's memories, we may gain valuable intelligence in Zarkon's troop locations." Shiro stated.

   "Yeah, and then we can just be like, 'knock-knock', 'who's there?''the avenging fury of Voltron, son!'" Lance exclaimed, playfully knocking on Hunk's head.

         Viserra sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose in exasperation before addressing Lance,    
   "Yeah, Lance. Because they would totally ask who's there before blasting you into oblivion."

   "Fascinating. So how exactly does this work?" Pidge inquired with curiosity.

   "As the memories are extracted, they're written bit by bit on individual molecules of the micro-storage strands." Coran elaborated on the process.

   "When I go, I want all the stuff in my brain stored in a giant ship." Lance expressed his whimsical desire for the future.

   "The amount of information in your brain could be stored in a paper airplane." Keith remarked, earning a chuckle from Viserra.

   "Oh, yeah? Well, the amount of information you have, Keith, could be..." Lance attempted to retort but struggled to find the right words.

   "Yeah?" Keith prompted.

   "Uh... it's less than what I have!" Lance finally managed to respond.

   "Oh, good one, Lance!" Hunk exclaimed enthusiastically.

   "This is how you incorporate king Alfor's memories into the castle of lions?" Pidge inquired, examining the intricate devices.

   "Precisely, but it's never been attepted before on an unwilling participant." Coran explained, taking a step back from the device.

   "Uh, it's this what's supposed to be happening?" Hunk questioned, seeking clarity.

   "Let's give it some time," Shiro suggested, maintaining a sense of patience.

               Initially, everyone stood around the pod with anticipation. Viserra eventually grew weary of standing and settled on the floor near the opposite pod. Eventually, she noticed Hunk collapsing to the ground, prompting the others to join her on the floor.

   "Well, I can't wait around anymore. I'm going to hit the training deck. " Keith announced as he departed.

          After enduring another 30 dobosh of waiting, Viserra slowly rose from the floor, brushing off her kefta. "I've had enough, I'm going to sleep" she expressed wearily before departing, leaving the rest of the paladins behind.

               In the hushed room, a voice whispered her name, shattering the stillness. Viserra rose from her bed, moving towards the door cautiously, and pushed it open, peering into the dimly lit corridor.

          Her eyes swept the hallway, every sense on high alert in the unsettling quiet. Suddenly, a figure emerged in the shadows ahead. As she focused, Sendak materialized, a foreboding presence in the faint light, his eyes glinting with malice. A chill ran down her spine as she acknowledged the imminent threat. With a sharp inhale, Viserra steeled herself for the looming confrontation with Sendak.