Acxa didn't want to admit it, but she was relieved when Voltron wasn't destroyed as they went into the other reality.
She was also hoping that they could escape.
Okay, let's rephrase that. She was happy that Keith wasn't dead, and she was hoping that he could get back into their reality.
Acxa willed herself not to close her eye's.
She was worried for her own sanity... and her own heart.
These were emotions that she wasn't use to. Emotions that she didn't understand. And quite frankly, emotions she wished she didn't feel.
Acxa felt her heart quicken when Voltron came back into their reality. But she kept her cool, and, along with Ezor, piloted her ship over to the comet to retrieve it.
She couldn't help but steal a glance at Voltron. They weren't moving.
But somehow, she knew that they... that he was okay.
He had to be.
Keith sat on his bed, his head in his hands. He had just gotten back from talking with Allura. He was worn out from the adventure they just had and wanted to sleep. But as usual, the girl from the Weblum was haunting him again.
He didn't know who she was, or what she really looked like, and yet she was still implanted in his mind.
Keith got up to do what he always did when he thought of the warrior. He was going to go look for Shiro.
Because he needed someone to talk to. Someone who wouldn't get all lovey-dovey (Allura and Hunk), someone who wouldn't analyze it (Coran and Pidge), and someone who wasn't going to tease him (Lance... and Hunk... and Pidge).
If he had to admit it, he was worried about her. He wanted to make sure that she was okay.
How he wished he could know if she was okay.
Author's Note:
Thanks for the support ya'll. I know that this chapter is short like the last one, but the next one will probably make up for it.
I hope that everyone reading this is enjoying it.
