[ Suddenly, she's blushing all the way to the tips of her ears.
She knew that he didn't know. But every time she worked up enough courage to say something, she managed to talk herself out of it. He's the Head of Voltron, an important member of the Blades of Marmora. She doesn't want to distract him. That's what she tells herself, at least.
The truth is, she's afraid to be rejected.
Romelle glances at him and sees that he's blushing too. She takes a deep breath and steels herself. She's on an alien planet, celebrating an alien tradition with someone who is half-Galra. Romelle thinks she can be a little brave right now. ]
I like you. [ She winces inwardly. Romelle plucks a cookie off of a plate and starts anxiously breaking off little pieces. ] I-I mean I. Being around you makes me happy.
[ Oh Ancients, can the ground just swallow her now? Is that a thing that happens on Earth? ]
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[ Suddenly, she's blushing all the way to the tips of her ears.
She knew that he didn't know. But every time she worked up enough courage to say something, she managed to talk herself out of it. He's the Head of Voltron, an important member of the Blades of Marmora. She doesn't want to distract him. That's what she tells herself, at least.
The truth is, she's afraid to be rejected.
Romelle glances at him and sees that he's blushing too. She takes a deep breath and steels herself. She's on an alien planet, celebrating an alien tradition with someone who is half-Galra. Romelle thinks she can be a little brave right now. ]
I like you. [ She winces inwardly. Romelle plucks a cookie off of a plate and starts anxiously breaking off little pieces. ] I-I mean I. Being around you makes me happy.
[ Oh Ancients, can the ground just swallow her now? Is that a thing that happens on Earth? ]