[He's quiet - which is unusual for him, and he knows it, but this is...This has been so much for him to process. After learning Shiro was dead, after learning he was trapped in the Black Lion, after learning he had see Shiro, the real Shiro, that knowledge that he could have helped him all long settling deep in his gut, but then...

Then he shows up here. Where it's Shiro, with black hair and his Galra arm, who's. Who's real. Who might still turn on them, might still attack them, might change his tune if Lotor follows them here...

He doesn't know what to do. He knows what he wants, desparately - and that's for his team to be safe. To be whole. To keep all of them together and to not let them go if he can manage it. Maybe it makes him selfish and maybe it's impossible, but he would stay here for the rest of his life if it meant none of the other Paladins would suffer.

If it meant Shiro wouldn't fall back under the thumb of Lotor and Haggar.]

I just want everyone to be safe. [His voice is small, and he pulls his knees close to his chest. He feels stupid admitting it, but...He can't have this family be left behind, too.] But that's not going to happen any time soon, so... I guess I need to make sure I'm not holding everyone back.

[Shiro and Hunk had already been managing without him. They would manage, still, if he left, but he doesn't want his appearance here to cause them to stumble. He doesn't want to just be something for them to worry about.

So, he'll be the one to pick them up.]