He snorts and shakes his head a little, smiling in spite of himself. Of course Pidge would take a physical weapon to a philosophical problem. She's Pidge.
He'd missed her while she was gone.
He takes her hand in his and looks around. "You and me both." What they need is a way out-
No. What they need is a way in. A way in to his right mind, in to where the rest of the Legion is, in to the final battle, and he knows exactly what he needs.
An arch appears in front of them. It's plain, unadorned metal, all dull gray plating and flat steel. It's nothing special; it's also everything. It's the open doorway to Blue base in Valhalla, the same doorway that Tucker and Caboose had half-dragged him into when they'd taken him. It's his second chance in physical form, the one Chronoblivion had tried to convince him hadn't happened.
It's exactly what they needed.
"Let's go," he says, leading Pidge through the door.
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He'd missed her while she was gone.
He takes her hand in his and looks around. "You and me both." What they need is a way out-
No. What they need is a way in. A way in to his right mind, in to where the rest of the Legion is, in to the final battle, and he knows exactly what he needs.
An arch appears in front of them. It's plain, unadorned metal, all dull gray plating and flat steel. It's nothing special; it's also everything. It's the open doorway to Blue base in Valhalla, the same doorway that Tucker and Caboose had half-dragged him into when they'd taken him. It's his second chance in physical form, the one Chronoblivion had tried to convince him hadn't happened.
It's exactly what they needed.
"Let's go," he says, leading Pidge through the door.