“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He rasped, winking. Truth be told he would prefer to be on missions, but he was in too much pain to even get out of bed.

Knocking on the door, he called out to Leo quietly. “Leo? Can I come in? I have food.” 

The moment she asks for his opinion he is all there though, having thought out his own arguments while the two of them were fighting. “She is right. Kids could be used against us, but her being pregnant would be a great help. For one it explains her being at home right now, so she could keep an eye on the neighbors. And women love pregnant women, they cant help but be nice to them in 99% of the cases. It would give us a great in. Pee breaks could be used to gather information, and they would always underestimate her.”  

But now, however, it seemed she had been spotted. Rooted in place by fear, all she could do was stare right back, lower lip quivering in dread. 

Shiro was run ragged after a particularly bad fight with the Galra. He’d come out victorious, but he was also wounded. Blood ran down his side and leg from a wound under his arm. His Lion was close by, yet so far. The young man got one step forward before going down hard. 

The best of things always seemed to be the most unexpected. And that was very true for Thace, every, single, time. The man had met his love on another planet after a crash landing. They had built a life, a heaven together. And later on had started a family. Sadly, over time, Thace had to take his leave so his mate and their cub would be safe from the Galra Empire. And that time had ripped him apart. Scarred him. Many years later and it still hurt from time to time, especially when something unexpected popped up. What once invited great things randomly now reminded him of that pain, yet he refused to brood over it. It was done. Unfixable. There was no need to stay in the past. For the most part Thace had managed to move on, and whatever pain he felt inside his heart stayed hidden well behind his usual expression. It was a good trait for a spy, and it was paying off to keep from anyone both in the Empire and at the Blade from asking if he was alright. It worked usually for the small things, but the mention of family and real specific things from that beautiful world would sometimes make him feel sad. He had always been fine here that the Blade of Marmora, not too much reopening that pain. In fact, Thace was having a nice day mingling with the other Blades and taking care of work until something caught his nose, his smile disappearing and heart jolting. Thace smelt...it couldn't be. Continuing on organizing some reports to take to Antok he tried to ignore it. But he couldn't, because once he turned around, there was a small Galra in front of him. Galra? Why...How? He was confused, but being who he was he stayed polite. "Can I help you?"

“You certainly feel strongly about that. What’s the trouble with alphas?”

“ You’re not like them, ” he says, looking the girl up and down. “ You’re...you’re beautiful. Hello there, my name is Lance - the man of your dreams. ”