[The corners of her mouth quirk up into a smile. They are definitely not the funniest members of team Voltron, but it eases some of the tension in the air, and while there's nothing normal about camping out in an igloo on some Ancient-forsaken planet, she feels more grounded than she's been since she woke up from stasis. More like herself.
She yawns, exhaustion finally cresting as her tension fades. It's a little funny, thinking about how stasis, whether it be three days or ten-thousand years, did little to curb her need for sleep. Her limbs and eyes feel heavy and she tucks an arm under her head as she turns on her side—this time facing Keith. Without really thinking about it, she inches closer to him, towards his heat. The remaining space between her body and his is bridged by her free hand, which sleepily reaches into the space between the covers to grip gently on the fabric on the elbow of his sleeve.
Sleepily,] I am glad you are here with me. [In the igloo. On El Nysa. The others will wake eventually, she believes that, but she's grateful that she's not alone until that day comes.] Even if we are just a head and a leg.
Good. Allura can snuggle with the red panda instead of Keith
She yawns, exhaustion finally cresting as her tension fades. It's a little funny, thinking about how stasis, whether it be three days or ten-thousand years, did little to curb her need for sleep. Her limbs and eyes feel heavy and she tucks an arm under her head as she turns on her side—this time facing Keith. Without really thinking about it, she inches closer to him, towards his heat. The remaining space between her body and his is bridged by her free hand, which sleepily reaches into the space between the covers to grip gently on the fabric on the elbow of his sleeve.
Sleepily,] I am glad you are here with me. [In the igloo. On El Nysa. The others will wake eventually, she believes that, but she's grateful that she's not alone until that day comes.] Even if we are just a head and a leg.