...there aren’t many like you, are there. [It’s a statement that breaks the quiet between them like a tentative tap on a window. Keith nods.] I know that. That it might just be one person.

But it’s...residual fragments of when I was a kid. Part of me still wants to just be like anyone else. But I can’t be. I’m part human but, I think I’ve always been more Galra than human. I’m not fully Galra either. And that...that’s okay.

I used to not get that. I felt pulled two ways and tried to find out where I belonged. [He raises his left hand and turns it so his claws are visible. He breathes in, and closes his hand. How long did he fight himself until he came here?] I nearly killed myself trying to be a good...something.

I would still give up everything for everyone. If it were them or me, I’d pay the price. But...living for all of you. I can do that too.