.Yoo-hoo!.

Mizuko kisses him on his nose. "Missed ya."

        A warm smile forms on the Gun’s lips at the other’s action. Laughing once, he reached out to take her hand, bowing his head slightly as he pressed a kiss to her knuckles. 

“Alright then. Since you were going to get a snack why don’t we talk in the dining hall?” Allura suggested as she put her arms behind her back. “I was feeling a bit hungry as well so that’ll be a great time to bond.”

His eyes darted to the food in hand, grinning from ear to ear, “What did you trade for it?!” It was rare to see food, much less Earth food, in the hands of other aliens.

Shiro glanced up at the other, his eyes going from Svens face to the curry, and honestly it did small amazing though the irony of someone with his face being able to cook when he himself couldn’t even cook toast properly was not lost on him.

Since the realities collided Shiro had come to get used to Sven and that other realities Slav wandering about, perhaps after seeing clones of yourself made seing another incarnation less daunting.

“Thanks Sven, this looks great.”

A smile wamred his face as he set the plate on his lap carefully before turning his attention to the other.

“Actually would it be okay if I asked you a little about the Guns and your reality?  You look so much like me but are also so very different.”

        Relief and even a bit of joy flooded Sven’s features at the others response to his gesture of good faith. If he had been in a good mood before

         “Not at all!” He replied cheerfully. “I am very curious about your Voltron as well!” Their brief time fighting alongside each other, minus SHiro himself, had been enough to spark his curiosity, to wonder if perhaps this Voltron was as strong as the Guns, maybe even more. 

         To wonder if there were more like it in that reality from wence they’d come. 

        “But you can ask all yours first. I am willing to answer anything and everything you wish to know.”

◈ Meme || @whitepolaris ◈.

         It had been awhile since Sven had been able to make one of his peronal favorite sweet treats. But even while he had been looking forward to enjoying it, a certain beauty had come to mind, and he found himself searching for her. Once she was found, he let a smile for om his lips as he knocked on the door frame to alert her of his presence.

◈ Meme || @theofficialchildsven ◈

          It was with a certain eagerness that Sven approached the young boy, waving his hand in greeting as he moved.

◈ Meme || @spacedadshirogane ◈.

          Meeting the someone who had had been mistaken for awhile ago was a bit jarring, yes, but that in no way meant Sven wouldn’t try his best to get over and make peace with that. In his efforts, he felt perhaps fixing up a quick meal would work.

“I just wanted to see how you were doing and maybe talk to you if that’s fine with you.” Allura gave him a soft smile, leaning against the door frame a bit.

“I mean we don’t have to if you’re still resting since that’s more important.”

          “No, no, it is fine,” he assured her, waving his hand slightly. “I have the time to talk. I was just about to head out for a little snack anyways.”