[She laughs a little, sheepish. Not having her previous strength was frustrating more often than not. Leaning on others was still something she was working on, and asking for help with something so simple as lifting a box made her feel weak.

But, Myr's comment rings true. She always preached to the Voltron paladins that they were stronger as one, so then why was it so hard for her to do the same? And she thinks back to Saber helping her carry the box up a hill, to helping Myr with the boxes and him in return.]

If you think about it, if neither of us had needed help, we wouldn't have had this conversation. If we did not have deficits, we would not need bonds to make us stronger.

[Maybe weakness begets camaraderie? Suddenly beaming, she stoops to take the handle of the box,]

Now, shall we get the rest of these boxes inside?