[There were some privileges and costs that came with an intergalactically waged war, Allura realizes looking around. Death was widespread and yet much further away at the same time. When her planet was destroyed there was no blood-soaked weapons and her castle was not filled with the scent of death. They were just gone.
Or maybe that was just her own privilege. Always protected. Not even given the chance to fight back, in some instances.]
So much is lost...
[She watches the tired Sylvain pour over a map, and again it’s something familiar and she remembered her own despair at star charts that were overwhelmingly tipped in the Galra’s favor. Entire sections gone from their unchecked destruction and expansion, including her own solar system.]
How long did it go on? From then until now?
[He’d mentioned still being in the thick of the war when he arrived, but if it’s months before he heard word back – stars, she can’t imagine living in these conditions for so long.]
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Or maybe that was just her own privilege. Always protected. Not even given the chance to fight back, in some instances.]
So much is lost...
[She watches the tired Sylvain pour over a map, and again it’s something familiar and she remembered her own despair at star charts that were overwhelmingly tipped in the Galra’s favor. Entire sections gone from their unchecked destruction and expansion, including her own solar system.]
How long did it go on? From then until now?
[He’d mentioned still being in the thick of the war when he arrived, but if it’s months before he heard word back – stars, she can’t imagine living in these conditions for so long.]