[The sudden arrival of new voices, new sounds, in your head is nothing new by now. Just more white noise to sort through, figure out which ones you need to pay attention to, and which ones to tune out altogether. Not easy, but nothing new.]
[Except this time, there's something achingly familiar in the new voices. Something that makes him drop what he's doing and take notice. Listening again, just in case...]
[He can listen and run, right?]
[That's what ends up happening. A hopeful run from the hangar to the place the voices always come from at first. Already prepared for it to be all in his head. Imagined. Daydreamed. What does it say that he completely expects to be disappointed, up until he skids to a halt in the room and -- ]
WAKE UP
[Except this time, there's something achingly familiar in the new voices. Something that makes him drop what he's doing and take notice. Listening again, just in case...]
[He can listen and run, right?]
[That's what ends up happening. A hopeful run from the hangar to the place the voices always come from at first. Already prepared for it to be all in his head. Imagined. Daydreamed. What does it say that he completely expects to be disappointed, up until he skids to a halt in the room and -- ]
[And that's her face.]
[That's her.]
Allura!