Here's a thought for you, when Shiro comes back from wherever he vanished to, for him it's only been like an hour but for everyone else it's been like five years or maybe even a decade?
:3 I like a decade.
Immediately after stepping out of the Black Lion, something felt wrong.
Something was different.
Shiro stood in place, helmet on his lip until it clicked. The hangar was rearranged.
Not that it had a lot of things in it already, but there was some equipment on the walls and shelving, and it was either switched out or moved around.
An odd thing to do, while he was flying around Zarkon. Shiro found himself a little irritated at the idea - he was the one who used those tools most, after all, and someone else messing with it made him antsy. But he shook that off. It wasn’t like Shiro owned any of it, and Allura and Coran had every right to move it around as they pleased.
That settled, Shiro walked back out, head tilted. Was he the first one back, somehow? He didn’t remember anything after passing out during that battle until he woke up in the Black Lion, hungry and cold but otherwise intact. Maybe Black had flown him back and he had just woken quickly?
Shiro put his helmet back on, listening for the inevitable post-battle chatter, at least from Allura and Coran.
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