When you fall into the family category, Shiro, you also fall into the 'suitable for seeking comfort from' category. His arm around her allows her to really focus on him being there, being safe, helping her remember that despite everything that's happened they had all made it out alive. That was the important thing, injuries aside.
"We're the Paladins of Voltron, Shiro. We have to be prepared for this stuff--I should have been prepared for this!" she protested with a shake of her head. "If there's one thing I should be prepared for it's being able to fire when I need to fire. To act when it's most important!" They all had to. That was how they were going to survive this--keep surviving from this point forward. She knew Shiro was right, though. Kuron had been created to be a perfect copy and it hadn't been until near the very end that he'd even begun to falter. He'd tried to reach out to Lance and then there had been faint clues that Pidge had picked up on but hadn't known what to do with until he'd already been taken over by Haggar completely.
Shiro continued talking and Pidge closed her eyes as she felt tears starting to fall at his words, his praise and the pride in his voice--him stating how proud he was of her. Despite everything that had happened Shiro was still proud of her, of all of them and they were all here. If she hadn't stopped the program there would have been a lot more damage done in the end. It was hard not to be mad at herself for not doing more, for missing the signs that there was more going on but she had to at least focus on the good that did come of it.
The good was far more important than the 'what ifs' after all.
"Shiro, I.." Pidge started only to have her voice crack as a shudder went through her. She gave up on words for the moment, lifting a hand to press against her mouth and muffle any further sounds as she sank further against him and finally let everything she'd bottle up out.
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"We're the Paladins of Voltron, Shiro. We have to be prepared for this stuff--I should have been prepared for this!" she protested with a shake of her head. "If there's one thing I should be prepared for it's being able to fire when I need to fire. To act when it's most important!" They all had to. That was how they were going to survive this--keep surviving from this point forward. She knew Shiro was right, though. Kuron had been created to be a perfect copy and it hadn't been until near the very end that he'd even begun to falter. He'd tried to reach out to Lance and then there had been faint clues that Pidge had picked up on but hadn't known what to do with until he'd already been taken over by Haggar completely.
Shiro continued talking and Pidge closed her eyes as she felt tears starting to fall at his words, his praise and the pride in his voice--him stating how proud he was of her. Despite everything that had happened Shiro was still proud of her, of all of them and they were all here. If she hadn't stopped the program there would have been a lot more damage done in the end. It was hard not to be mad at herself for not doing more, for missing the signs that there was more going on but she had to at least focus on the good that did come of it.
The good was far more important than the 'what ifs' after all.
"Shiro, I.." Pidge started only to have her voice crack as a shudder went through her. She gave up on words for the moment, lifting a hand to press against her mouth and muffle any further sounds as she sank further against him and finally let everything she'd bottle up out.