I don't know what to talk to you about. I don't even--
[Want to, which would contradict everything he's said in the past thirty seconds. He's scratching the back of his head, like it'd help get him out of that shitty train of habitual thought.]
Wearing my Blade outfit doesn't mean I don't...appreciate you. None of that even matters here, you're right. But it's...not...not gonna matter forever.
[Uh.]
Everything's different now -- with Voltron. I know you don't like that I left but...
[This is hard. This is why he didn't wanna get into it again.]
I'm better at working alone.
[That's the best summary he can come up with, which, of course, should offer nothing reassuring. Working alongside the Blade allows him to edge with death whenever he feels like it, for example, and being among the Galra, it's like he's making up for time lost in knowing himself.]
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I don't know what to talk to you about. I don't even--
[Want to, which would contradict everything he's said in the past thirty seconds. He's scratching the back of his head, like it'd help get him out of that shitty train of habitual thought.]
Wearing my Blade outfit doesn't mean I don't...appreciate you. None of that even matters here, you're right. But it's...not...not gonna matter forever.
[Uh.]
Everything's different now -- with Voltron. I know you don't like that I left but...
[This is hard. This is why he didn't wanna get into it again.]
I'm better at working alone.
[That's the best summary he can come up with, which, of course, should offer nothing reassuring. Working alongside the Blade allows him to edge with death whenever he feels like it, for example, and being among the Galra, it's like he's making up for time lost in knowing himself.]
But it doesn't have anything to do with you.