The engine sound fades away and you realize you are not on a ship, but near many. A small slat at the bottom of the door swings open and a tray of food is pushed through. It looks much like the food goo you are used to eating, except it's an unappetizing purple color and it smells like death. Your stomach grumbles. Suddenly there is a loud ruckus outside. It sounds like people fighting!

Do you know where the Galra rebellion might be keeping this person? He inquires forcefully.

"no i dont but i can help look if you need it," she said looking at the ship.

He nods at the building in the distance. That's their HQ. If I had to guess, that's where they're keeping him. Come inside and I'll see if any of my old armor will fit you. It was sheer luck that you got out of that ship a free woman. We're not taking that risk again.

she nods and follows him, she looked at her gloved hands seeing the ting of purple before quickly stuffing them in her pockets.

He leads you inside. The shack may be dingy on the outside, but the inside is decked out with the latest tech. You look at the shelves of armor in awe.

"this is some high tech stuff, where'd you get it?" she asked smiling.

Most of it was gifts. From people, I don't even know. Although, in my defense, half of it is my late husbands' stuff.




[Klance is cannon CHANGE MY MIND]

she looks up "the former blue paladin!?" she said her eyes lighting up "he's like one of my idols!" she giggled gitty.

He smiled softly, his eyes growing distant. He was a great man.