After a series of unfortunate events ;) you, lance, allura, pidge, and hunk were all stuck, floating around in the milky black ocean you call space. No one expected you to break first, maybe it was the stress of leaving voltron for the Gamora, then coming back, or the stress of lance constantly being mad you left, or it was the stress of your brother, shiro, being gone. Maybe dead. And now you were kind of the leader, you didnt want to be. Whatever it was it probably wasn't good that it combined with the lack of oxygen. You all were running out. Everyone's arms chained, it was your idea to do a roll call every few minutes to check if everyone was okay and awake. But after hallucinating a few times that some creatures were attacking you and you snapped at the rest of them that this was stupid, that you should've never came back. After everyone settled down you just stopped responding to the roll calls. Lance thought they were stupid, but Hunk kept doing them. Everyone was just hoping Coran would figure out where you guys were. But hours ticked by.