[ He rubs his face with the heels of his hands. ]

You don't get it—Zarkon's been after the lions for ten thousand years. He couldn't track them when they were hidden, but now that they're awake? Forget it, there's nowhere we can go before the Galra come hunting.

[ Sighing, he looks up at the ceiling's flickering lights, eyes red. ]

My mom doesn't even know I'm out here...what if she thinks I'm dead?