[ She works her way down from his shoulder to his human arm. The mixture medicine in the water is meant to soothe burns and welts. She doesn't answer right away, her eyes focusing on some distant point while her hands work -- going through the motions as if she had done this before. She could stick him in a cryopod, but that would rouse too much suspicion. ]

Arus. The farthest planet in the current borders of the Galra Empire.

[ Allura shifts to get on her knees on the bed to work on his back. As she dabs the medicinal water over the fresher burns, she maps the scars on Shiro's back with her eyes, committing them to memory -- just like the freckles on the little girl, the perfect set of teeth on the talkative one, the stretch marks on the arms of the scared but gentle one, and the firelight in the eyes of the last gift before Shiro. ]

Within its star system is an asteroid belt being mined for ores. In terms of singular value, it is cheap, but astro-ores are a staple of Galra technology. But Arus, in Galra's judgment, is insignificant in terms of population, its quintessence low and its star dying. It's mostly ignored, and cargo and patrol ships are infrequent.

[ There is a smile in her voice, as she recalls someone fond. She misses Coran dearly... ]

That was where my father's royal advisor was sent on exile.

[ This is good, being able to voice out her plans. It helps anchor her thoughts and whittles away at the panic. ]