[ Seven deca-phoebes. She has been part of everything in multiple expanses of time. Seven deca-phoebes is nothing in comparison to the existence of the universe and all its incarnations.
And yet...the way he says it makes her believe that it's seven too many. ]
My friends...
[ Something occurs to her all of a sudden. ]
Paladins.
[ Yes. The words feel synonymous. She gives Lance's hand a squeeze that's edging on being too strong. ]
That is you, isn't it?
[ Allura stops then, taking the moment to look up at him, trying to place the familiarity in memories that feel as fleeting as time itself, as if part of some other reality. But bits and pieces feel right. ]
My Paladin. My friend...
[ Her gaze softens then, falling on the blue crescents on his cheeks. ]
no subject
And yet...the way he says it makes her believe that it's seven too many. ]
My friends...
[ Something occurs to her all of a sudden. ]
Paladins.
[ Yes. The words feel synonymous. She gives Lance's hand a squeeze that's edging on being too strong. ]
That is you, isn't it?
[ Allura stops then, taking the moment to look up at him, trying to place the familiarity in memories that feel as fleeting as time itself, as if part of some other reality. But bits and pieces feel right. ]
My Paladin. My friend...
[ Her gaze softens then, falling on the blue crescents on his cheeks. ]
A part of me...what makes me whole.