Shsh, shsh, your husband's there, just resting. We're going to him. Be strong.
And finally they're in sight of Atlas. Allura sighs. She's almost sure Ziggy should feel everything from here if he's like lady Aletayria... unless he's just stuck too deep in his memories.
Atlas isn't only Hiroki. But familiar strands of Quintessence, of presence, deep, deep, deep inside, should be recognisable.
To her they are. To him, too, most likely.
"I guess we'll go inside. He'll know I haven't done anything to you. You fretted, huh? It's alright. And he might, too, but it's alright."
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Shsh, shsh, your husband's there, just resting. We're going to him. Be strong.
And finally they're in sight of Atlas. Allura sighs. She's almost sure Ziggy should feel everything from here if he's like lady Aletayria... unless he's just stuck too deep in his memories.
Atlas isn't only Hiroki. But familiar strands of Quintessence, of presence, deep, deep, deep inside, should be recognisable.
To her they are. To him, too, most likely.
"I guess we'll go inside. He'll know I haven't done anything to you. You fretted, huh? It's alright. And he might, too, but it's alright."