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An ornament? You mean the balls that have been appearing around town?

Yeah, those. They've got names on them. Justine helped me find one of mine, and Chloe's friend helped me find one of yours... Just -- head's up. Mine had a photo inside. Of important people.

[ And that...can certainly bode poorly given how this place depicts those important to them. ]

I see. Have you opened it up?

[He'd been worried about the same thing... but...]

Yeah. It was just a photo. Nothing happened with it... But I didn't want to catch you off-guard.

[Since who knows who could turn up on her photo...]

I understand. Yes, please bring it home.

Are you alright?

On my way now. Yeah. I'm fine

May I ask who you saw?

[He debates stalling. Waiting until they're face to face and showing her, instead... but...]

One of the launch photos. For the Kerberos mission. Me. Pidge's father. And her brother.

[Maybe he should give it to her...]

[ Ah. A pleasant time, at least, though perhaps far removed from this place. She knows at least there is a happy ending for Pidge's family. ]

I would like to see it. I know that was a momentous occasion, not just for you, but for Earth itself.

[Yeah, there's that. He's heard that much, at least. So it's... nice to know. Even if he doesn't know when he'll see them again.]

It'll be even bigger when we get them back home again.

And we will.

I know it's taken longer than either you or I intended.

Not your fault. It's just hard to get any kind of concrete answer out of... anything here.

It is. And it's as if we are given more questions with each potential answer we find.

Now that we have the town back again, I would like to make that trip to the radio tower. Especially now that we have Pidge here.

I agree -- it's like they're doing everything they can to get in our way. Whoever they are. That's a good idea. Let's talk to her and see when she's up for it.

"Sodder" remains more elusive than ever. I thought the communication would be more open now, but that was clearly being hopeful on my part

I already have, actually. We talked about it while we were camping. Unsurprisingly she is in.

Wouldn't that be nice? We do it a favor and it's... radio silence. We got more thanks on Arus. I'm not surprised either -- but we'll have to be careful. You heard what happens when you break the law here.

Arus...I hadn't thought about them for a while. I do miss the Arusians. That feels so long ago, doesn't it?

I have. Yes.

[ Chloe's situation is...terrible. But was it justice? It's easy to give into anger in the moment. ]

But fear of retaliation is what keeps the masses in check. We cannot let that stop us. If it comes to it, I will take responsibility for the operation as it was my idea.

Right. Like another lifetime ago.

[He's on board with everything she says there. He knows it's true. He knows they have to take risks here. It's the only way they'll get anywhere.]

[But --]

No. You put me in charge. If anything happens, it's my responsibility

I put you in charge of Voltron, but this mission came from me, Shiro. We'll need someone to make sure that Pidge leaves unharmed, should it come to it.

[ And he must realize she will be willing to throw him into the escape pod a second time. ]

And you're just as capable of doing that as I am. We I don't want to see you hold the line again, because I couldn't.

[Yeah, he knows. And it still stings. Even after time has passed.]

This isn't about capability. I know that you're more than capable of holding the line.

I'm taking responsibility for the decision to investigate. You would do the same if you had devised this plan, wouldn't you?

Yes.

[He would. He absolutely would. But... after all that's happened here. All they've come through in so many months. He doesn't know if he could sit by and let it happen again.]

[He's still got to drive back to the house. So he lets the reply sit. One word. Focusing on the bike and keeping it steady enough not to jostle him.]

[ The one word is enough for Allura to garner that he understands, he just doesn't like it. Well, whether he likes it or not, that's how it is. She's also not someone to be told what to do when she thinks otherwise. This is one of those times.

When Shiro gets home, Allura can be found in the large living room area. There isn't much there at the moment other than the couch they took from the apartment, but that's where she's sitting, bundled up in two blankets as she reads a book. ]

[The bike's motor is probably audible as he pulls up. Pausing outside long enough to carefully tap the snow off his boots. One hand tucked up under his coat, pressed against his side for a few heartbeats. Breathe. Steady.]

[Maybe they need a fireplace, or a portable heater. Even he's a little chilled as he steps inside.]

You look freezing.

[ She does hear it--it would be difficult to miss even if she didn't have heightened hearing abilities. The mice are all cuddled up with her as well, but Chuchule makes an effort to pop out from underneath the warmth of the blanket to squeak at Shiro in greeting.

Despite their text conversation, Allura offers a small smile. ]

I am.

[ She puts a bookmark in place and sets it down on the coffee table before pulling the blankets more tightly around her. ]

But I'm making good use of the hand warmers you gave me. I have about ten on me right now.

[ Literally on her. Under her shirt. Like armor. ]

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