Hope looked suitably offended at that. Why was he laughing at Alexander's name? And what did his hair have to do with all this?!
"I'm not a magician," He said, finishing the last of his Hot Pocket to get his thoughts in order. He didn't exactly look happy now. Sorry, Hunk. "I was a l'Cie, it's not something I enjoyed, alright? Alexander was one of the only things I had to keep me going and you wouldn't be laughing if you saw what he looked like."
Granted, Hope would not be familiar with Voltron or the robot lions that formed it. But Hope is pretty certain his own mecha that also became a giant fortress that shot holy light magic and decimated countless enemies was not something to laugh at.
"What's my hair being silver got to do with all this too? Have you not seen the color before or something?" Hope comes from a place where the pink, blue, and yes, silver hair were normal. He won't understand.
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"I'm not a magician," He said, finishing the last of his Hot Pocket to get his thoughts in order. He didn't exactly look happy now. Sorry, Hunk. "I was a l'Cie, it's not something I enjoyed, alright? Alexander was one of the only things I had to keep me going and you wouldn't be laughing if you saw what he looked like."
Granted, Hope would not be familiar with Voltron or the robot lions that formed it. But Hope is pretty certain his own mecha that also became a giant fortress that shot holy light magic and decimated countless enemies was not something to laugh at.
"What's my hair being silver got to do with all this too? Have you not seen the color before or something?" Hope comes from a place where the pink, blue, and yes, silver hair were normal. He won't understand.