Used to? [Despite her confusion, she manages the slightest of offense at the past-tense use of her title. Richie please. But at least things are starting to filter together. There's still a lot of ground to make up, but Princess Allura sounds right. It stirred memories of being a child, with a crown that was too big, but she grew into it.

She nods weakly at everything else he's saying,]

I remember getting lost. I lost track of which way I was going, and it felt like the forest was drawing me in, somehow.

[It's disorienting, memories of a childhood in the rich greens of the forest conflicting with memories of the teal and steel blues of Altean architecture. Luckily, given her people's penchant for space travel, it becomes easier to separate the memories by hue.]

And we're friends, right?