You were locked up in a cell in one of the Galra cruisers, in which Voltron was infiltrating. You were forced to work tirelessly for them, but not for much longer.

The team had split up in different sectors of the cruiser, and Shiro just happened to come your way. He wasn’t planning on saving any hostages, but when he saw you, he couldn’t just let you stay. But nonetheless, he kept cautious.

“Are you okay?” Shiro asked, looking at you with a sincere expression. He didn’t know if you were some distraction or an actual prisoner.