[Allura is a friend. A very important one. He just hopes he'll be able to tell her that to her face someday. Not knowing if she knew what it meant to him, her sacrifice... His hand curls around the ball holding her pokemon. Idly. At least he could do this for her.]

[Though he has to think for a minute. Not of examples, but of how best to explain things, slowing his steps in the process.]

They've mastered some kind of technology that lets them control these things called 'wormholes'. They're... basically portals in space and time. Once you jump through one of the ones the Ship's made, you can go basically anywhere in the universe. Immediately.

[Not to mention their life support and medical tech. Or Voltron itself. Or how it seemed like magic just permeated everything Allura did. Though whether or not that was just her family in particular, he has no idea.]

So... elves are... real? For you? And dwarves?

[Does Dorian live in Disneyland.]