[ Zarkon's undoing is his ruling with an iron fist, and had made no qualms and excuses for his thirst for absolute power. He forgets that people respond, and people respond more favorably to kindness than outright cruelty.

When Shiro meets her gaze, Allura does not hear the feline purr or growl, but instead feels in her heart the distinct rumbling of a large cat come to life. ]

It needs to break free, and to fly -- with you. I don't know if you were able to hear it, or sense something that's-- that's drawing you to this castle...

[ It had been a long and arduous gamble. Decoding her father's final words to her, the searching for pieces that were "gone" and trying to revive what had been "dead". Things were coming together, and after a long time, Allura can almost feel her fingers touch victory...

But she brings herself back to the present, suddenly sharply aware that she might have been standing too close to Shiro, said fingers finding their way over his heart. She also realizes that she might have sounded crazy, saying things about flying and sensing and hearing things.

She continues her work, dabbing the cool fragrant towel over Shiro's neck and chest, and working her way down. Burns and scars starkly reminding her where she is, what just happened. She takes a breath and draws a tight line with her lips again. ]

... there's still work to do.