[Allura's opted for a dress she managed to bring back from Struxta when she finally changes out of her sleepwear. something simple, loose, comfortable, and a bit familiar to more peaceful times. perhaps appearing un-armoured in front of someone who, back in their universe, had posed as a threat in the end, was foolish, she also knows deep down that Lotor here would not harm her.

that, for all his avoiding of the full truth, he truly has nothing to hide from her. that she still trusts him, his intentions, his presence...

even if, finding herself in his presence now, walking towards the arena to find his familiar tall form sitting calmly on a broken wall, has her heart aching in an indescribably way. a way that brings her to pause, to steady her breath even as her heart pounds up in her throat, awash with feelings for him she still hasn't sorted out.

so caught up in her unresolved feelings, it takes her a moment to realize he's talking, referencing the stars above, and as she approaches the wall, she turns to look up, following his line of sight, looking from unfamiliar star to the next. when she speaks, she too sounds tired.]

When I first arrived here, I found myself looking to the stars at night, trying to figure out just where in the galaxy this place may be. [a pause, and she leans against the wall, leaving a foot of space between them.] I'm unfortunately no cartographer. But...I have noticed the same.