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Who: lance and allura!
Where: lobby of the hostel.
When: backdated to pre-lockdown.
Rating: pg???
What: It's Time To Talk About Lotor, and other Voltron issues.

[ lance had been...taking his time, with all of this. understandably, you know, considering the against-their-will world hopping, kidnapped by a goddess, and now an entire world full of robots and weird technology things lance had never actually had to deal with before because he'd always had hunk, or pidge. so not only did he have to learn a whole different level of, you know, existing, he had that really not that great dream. slash memories. slash whatever the quiznak was even happening to them.

because sure, he felt better knowing shiro was at least okay. that keith and shiro were both on the same page. but the whole deal with lotor, with allura, bothered him. still bothered him. even after it all came out and all that needed to be said was, it still didn't...he didn't know. work? feel better?

he never liked lotor - a fact he hoped was VERY OBVIOUS TO EVERYONE HE KNEW - but he didn't feel as better as he wanted to feel now that it was. out there. especially where it concerned allura, and that wasn't fair. he was supposed to feel better now that lotor's true nature was out there!!! and they didn't have to deal with all of that!!! but he didn't. instead, he felt like it was more complicated.

so instead of pacing around his room like a crazy person, lance decides to head down to the bottom floor. he knows there isn't much, but maybe there'd just be...people. down there. that could distract him. what he doesn't expect to find is allura, sitting on the corner of one of the couches, and he doesn't so much as hesitate before he's wandering over, curious and a little worried? ]

Hey...Princess? Everything okay?