[Well that stops him where he's standing. If Dorian thought he was blushing before, it's incredibly vivid now. It doesn't help that space and captivity made him pale as paper. It's like someone suddenly dyed his face the same color as a tomato.]
I'm just the messenger. [Allura's people were the amazing ones. He's just relaying information, here. After what happened back there, back on the Galra ship, he doesn't feel particularly amazing.]
[Some of that color in his cheeks fades a bit -- at the mention of slavery. Because that pings all kinds of thoughts in his head he didn't particularly want to have. But, thankfully, the topic moves on. So all he has to do is nod vaguely, and keep on going.]
[Talk about these genius dwarves, instead. Right. Better plan. He takes a minute to try and steady himself, feeling Kuro lean against his leg for support.] None of that is real, back home.
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[Well that stops him where he's standing. If Dorian thought he was blushing before, it's incredibly vivid now. It doesn't help that space and captivity made him pale as paper. It's like someone suddenly dyed his face the same color as a tomato.]
I'm just the messenger. [Allura's people were the amazing ones. He's just relaying information, here. After what happened back there, back on the Galra ship, he doesn't feel particularly amazing.]
[Some of that color in his cheeks fades a bit -- at the mention of slavery. Because that pings all kinds of thoughts in his head he didn't particularly want to have. But, thankfully, the topic moves on. So all he has to do is nod vaguely, and keep on going.]
[Talk about these genius dwarves, instead. Right. Better plan. He takes a minute to try and steady himself, feeling Kuro lean against his leg for support.] None of that is real, back home.
But I guess Alteans kind of look like elves.