[ Allura goes with the flow, taking a seat at the table and listening closely as Lance speaks. In part she wants to try and understand the words, but Coran eradicates any confusion she might have had. He tells the story, parts she hadn't been aware of up until their meeting. He had been searching for her truly, hadn't he? With his pause, she gives his hand a light squeeze.
The White Lion is certainly a curious topic. It's something that Allura inherently knows, is familiar with, and doesn't need to question. She glances at Lance, and then at Coran, before addressing the table, ]
The White Lion and I share the same energy, now.
[ She doesn't know if it's always been the case, but it's almost as if a piece of it is within her. Or maybe it is her, at this point. ]
Perhaps it was a conduit that allowed me to take this form. I'm not certain. I feel very...small right now. I feel as if I've experienced eons but I can't remember my time before awakening to Lance.
[ "Eons". The word came so easily, and yet just a moment ago she was struggling with the notion of weeks. Weeks are shorter than eons. Most definitely. ]
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The White Lion is certainly a curious topic. It's something that Allura inherently knows, is familiar with, and doesn't need to question. She glances at Lance, and then at Coran, before addressing the table, ]
The White Lion and I share the same energy, now.
[ She doesn't know if it's always been the case, but it's almost as if a piece of it is within her. Or maybe it is her, at this point. ]
Perhaps it was a conduit that allowed me to take this form. I'm not certain. I feel very...small right now. I feel as if I've experienced eons but I can't remember my time before awakening to Lance.
[ "Eons". The word came so easily, and yet just a moment ago she was struggling with the notion of weeks. Weeks are shorter than eons. Most definitely. ]