[The knowledge leaves him feeling horrified and cold. It isn't like his history books didn't teach him of the atrocities humans could commit on one another. And he has seen much while he was in Galra hands. As himself...and the other him. The him that had a leash wrapped around his neck and he never knew it.

The stars get dimmer as the lion shrinks in size then it bursts apart reshaping into Shiro. His hair is black with a shorter tuff of white. He looks dimmer than usual as if the light is diminishing in him by the moment. He seems younger, less certain but visibly the same age.

He looks at her and his voice is softer.]

...So, every mage of the circle knows these leashes exist? Has any ever been controlled by them? ...were they aware of it?