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[Really, he needs to stop using that phrase. One of these days, it's going to be banned from his vocabulary. But not now. Now is for assuring here there aren't any hard feelings. How could there be? With everything they've been through together, with all their promises to each other... it's not possible to be angry.]

[Or even resentful.]

[One of his hands lifts off hers, cupping her face. His thumb running just under her cheekbone.]

You never need to thank me -- remember? Not for anything. [He shifts, in an echo of what she'd done in their shared dreamscape, in the moment she'd murmured "you found me". It's nothing to press a brief kiss to her forehead. Returning the favor.]

Then I guess I should say it more often.

[ Her smile lightens fondly at that. Yes, they have promised many things to keep them both afloat, especially when they did not have so many of their friends and teammates around. As selfish as it may feel, she is glad to have them, but Shiro has been there since she arrived in this strange place. Her journey in Deerington would doubtlessly be very different without his support.

The gesture doesn't make her flush like it might have at the club. Instead she takes it as it is--sweet and comforting and it warms her heart. Allura lets out a huff of a sigh. ]

I'll allow it, if at least we can replace one of your other catch phrases.

[It had been painfully lonely when he first got here. He hadn't realized how much until the day he saw her again. Until they were back in each others' lives. She's always been dependable, always been at his side -- and vice versa. He'd do anything for her.]

[And she did it in return.]

Don't take "form Voltron". I'm just getting used to how it sounds.

[Oh he knows what she probably means. But this is lighter. Easier to say aloud.]

[ It is, certainly. And Allura is glad to let the conversation go in that direction. She laughs lightly and shakes her head. ]

I am too glad to let you keep that honor.

You don't think we should give it to Hunk?

[It's an old joke between them all. How their teammate desperately wanted to be the Head. But in his beloved Yellow.]

That would "make his day", wouldn't it?

[ She does remember how eager he had been to "form the head", but to be fair, all the Paladins had been struggling in the beginning. Even Shiro, though he arguably picked it up faster than anyone else. In no small part because of his dedication to the position. And that is precisely why he was chosen for it.

No, fated for it. ]

But he performs admirably as a leg. And you give excellent head.

Hah, it really would.

[The mental image of Hunk getting to live out his dream makes him grin. Almost laugh -- in that genuine amusement sort of way. Sometimes he'd be glad to hand over the mantle. Sometimes. But not usually.]

[This is his responsibility.]

[He opens his mouth to answer, but... that last comment. That just shuts him up. Instantly.]

I... Allura who... taught you that.

Hm?

[ Allura blinks. ]

Did I use that incorrectly? It seemed appropriate.

It's... ah.

It's slang. For... certain. Intimate things.

That you do.

With a partner.

[Please kill him.]

Oh.

[ Oh.

Oops. ]

...I had thought it seemed a little too convenient for Voltron's purposes.

Yeah ... it... mm.

[He blows out a breath.]

Let's pretend it didn't happen?

Yes...

[ How awkward. ]

I apologize. I've made things very uncomfortable.

Hey. Come on now.

Do I look offended?

[Maybe embarrassed. But... no. They're fine.]

[ Allura blinks. Then smiles lightly. ]

I suppose not.

[ Which is a relief. ]

Have we finally reached that point of being unable to truly unnerve one another?

Maybe we have.

Wouldn't be a bad thing. Would it?

[Though he's sure there's probably more human things somewhere that could unnerve her...]

Not at all. I rather like having someone I can feel comfortable around.

[ It's her turn to take his hand. ]

You've been with me through the worst...at my worst. I've always trusted you, but you've proven that trust right again and again. In light of that, a few misplaced Earth words don't seem so bad.

Yeah. So do I.

[His fingers curl around hers, out of reflex.]

And I hope I never lose that trust. I don't think you could do anything to... so here's hoping I can reciprocate.

I meant what I said. You mean the world to me. You're incredible... and I don't know what I'd have done here without you. Or back in our universe.

[ Goodness, Shiro. Now you are going to make her blush. Please ignore the fact that it makes her pink markings a little luminous. ]

You're giving me far too much credit. But I won't say that I mind hearing it.

[It's not bad. The glow is sort of nice on her. It suits her.]

Not where I sit. I think it's earned.

You can be a terrible flatterer when you want to, you know.

[ She gives his thumb a playful tug. ]

But thank you, Shiro. I assure you that the sentiment is returned tenfold.

Ow.

[No, it dosn't hurt. But he's got to say it. Like a kneejerk reaction.]

Only because you didn't know me before Voltron.

Thank you, though. And I mean that.

A part of me wishes I had, but I do feel I know something of the young cadet Shiro who ate too much macaroni and cheese on a dare.

[He has to laugh. He really does. It’s a genuine sound though.]

Okay, okay you’ve got me there. I can’t argue against the truth, can I?

You cannot. But I will say that I admire how you graciously accepted your defeat.

[ Which she actually means. Mostly.

After the fact.

He was pretty tanked during it. ]

And I will say that admitting defeat counts as growth. I definitely did not do that before now.

[He just kind of kept going until someone made him quit.]

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