[She has every right in the worlds to turn away from him, to reject him. He had earned it and he deserved it and if she did - if she did it was something he would accept.
Except her hand closed over his instead and hung on and he felt that horrible tearing inside his chest, as if his heart was somehow beating again and vulnerable.
He's not her commanding officer yet. He's not anyone's commanding officer. Because no one has accepted him in that role yet and no matter how much the queen wants that, he knows its not her choice. It's theirs.
But he'll take the role, if they'll give it to him. Because its a chance. For all of them. There's something in the edges of his lips this time, something soft, something that might be the memory of a smile for Katie and he stands up, getting back to his feet in one easy, long, slow move. He lets go of her hand, but his human hand finds her shoulder and he looks down at her. And there, might, just maybe, be a touch of humor in his eyes.]
No. I'm not. But I won't lose it again either. [His hand on her shoulder gives a very gentle squeeze. This could be his team. And if it is, they need him to be stronger than that. So he will. His voice is firm as he looks at the rest of the small group and there's the sound of who he once was in it.] Huddle up, Team Voltron. Let's figure out who we all are.
works for me!
Except her hand closed over his instead and hung on and he felt that horrible tearing inside his chest, as if his heart was somehow beating again and vulnerable.
He's not her commanding officer yet. He's not anyone's commanding officer. Because no one has accepted him in that role yet and no matter how much the queen wants that, he knows its not her choice. It's theirs.
But he'll take the role, if they'll give it to him. Because its a chance. For all of them. There's something in the edges of his lips this time, something soft, something that might be the memory of a smile for Katie and he stands up, getting back to his feet in one easy, long, slow move. He lets go of her hand, but his human hand finds her shoulder and he looks down at her. And there, might, just maybe, be a touch of humor in his eyes.]
No. I'm not. But I won't lose it again either. [His hand on her shoulder gives a very gentle squeeze. This could be his team. And if it is, they need him to be stronger than that. So he will. His voice is firm as he looks at the rest of the small group and there's the sound of who he once was in it.] Huddle up, Team Voltron. Let's figure out who we all are.