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‘Shiro. May I come in?’ Shiro looked up when he heard Kusuo’s voice.
“...yeah.” The door opened to reveal Kusuo. Shiro was…somewhat relieved when his expression didn’t show any pity.
‘Are you ok?’
“Ye-”
‘No you’re not. I don’t know why I asked.’
“I’m fine .” Kusuo eyed him.
‘Nobody would be okay after that. You almost died. Trust me, I may not be a psychologist, but I researched psychology a lot as a kid. Besides, even if you didn’t almost die this time there was the time you got kidnapped, as well as the whole paladin of Voltron thing.’
“What do you mean, ‘the whole paladin of Voltron thing’? I-”
‘You’re from Earth, same as me. You should know that war always leaves trauma behind.’
“...oh. I…hadn’t put together that we’ve been fighting in a war.”
‘I suppose that's fair. Even if you weren’t thinking of this as some big adventure, it’s reasonable that you didn’t want to think about that fact.’
“So, what now?”
‘Now, you shouldn’t worry too hard about being a perfect team leader. I’m not going to sugarcoat it, they’ve made it this far without you, and they can make it a bit further while you recover.’