[ it's a coping mechanism. not necessarily a healthy one. forcing himself to go through the motions, to consider this without emotion attached, because focusing or dwelling on what he needs to do is only going to inspire panic or anger. neither feeling is useful, and once he sends out his invitation to talk, lotor exhales, the screen vanishing as he closes the messaging system. ]

She deserves to hear the truth in person, not over some . . . device.

[ allowing the tension in his shoulders to leave, now that the message is sent. and he's silent for another few moments, to sort through what he has to do, before he continues, his tone slipping into something a little more raw and honest -- less manufactured and cold. ]

She deserves better than what awaits her. I want to be the one to tell her that.

[ read: voltron should keep their mouths shut. ]