Keith doesn't remember the event clearly, but he does recall Shiro responding to it, saying it's worth a shot. Like a lot of things, he can piece together knowledge of things they've talked about, things he's seen here in the Far Shore along with the more defined memory that came to him. He knows the lions, he's seen all five of them at some point now, but Voltron itself remains something of a mystery. A blank spot in his mind. He can, at least, imagine what the bunch of them sitting on top of each other might look like. That... had been an awfully long time ago, hadn't it? A lot has happened to the both of them since then, and while Keith's particular circumstances lead it to feeling even farther in the past than it may for Shiro, it really does feel like... a whole lifetime ago at this point.
He nods with a soft laugh that dissolves into a vaguely melancholy feeling as a few implications settle on his mind with the lions in particular being brought up.]
Red... isn't actually mine anymore, right? [He keeps his tone even, but it's a sad conclusion to come to. The lion had been so vital to him, even just during his time here, but the more he thinks about it, the more sense it honestly makes.]
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Keith doesn't remember the event clearly, but he does recall Shiro responding to it, saying it's worth a shot. Like a lot of things, he can piece together knowledge of things they've talked about, things he's seen here in the Far Shore along with the more defined memory that came to him. He knows the lions, he's seen all five of them at some point now, but Voltron itself remains something of a mystery. A blank spot in his mind. He can, at least, imagine what the bunch of them sitting on top of each other might look like. That... had been an awfully long time ago, hadn't it? A lot has happened to the both of them since then, and while Keith's particular circumstances lead it to feeling even farther in the past than it may for Shiro, it really does feel like... a whole lifetime ago at this point.
He nods with a soft laugh that dissolves into a vaguely melancholy feeling as a few implications settle on his mind with the lions in particular being brought up.]
Red... isn't actually mine anymore, right? [He keeps his tone even, but it's a sad conclusion to come to. The lion had been so vital to him, even just during his time here, but the more he thinks about it, the more sense it honestly makes.]