Your eyes opened slightly, were laying down on the infirmary bed, the last thing you remember was being on a Galra ship at the mercy of lotor, he’d sexually assaulted you multiple times and used you as his ‘toy the paladins standing over you. You’re breathing hitched in You’re throat as you tried to sit up and began to freak out

Shiro: Hey, it’s alright, calm down. We’re here to help you, you’re safe now.

Hunk: It’s just us. We’re helping you, Coran is just getting some supplies alright?