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I can't remember ever hearing about this... disease. Ah! I must remember, why can't I–
He placed his hand on my shoulder, that smile, so gentle and sweet, yet he looked worried, why was he worried? "Lotor?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Princess.", he removed his hand from my body, the spot where his hand once was now felt as though it had something important torn from it.
"It's alright, Lotor. Now what were we discussing?"
"The next move we should make when confronting these wayward Galra commanders."
"Ah that's right!"
I felt like a fool. I was distracted and I couldn't tell what we were talking about, ah I couldn't. No no, only fools get this disease. I felt my throat itch, as if something were growing inside of my lungs. Did any of the paladins experience this? I felt myself loosing grip on reality as I fell into my thoughts, only to be be pulled back with Lotor asking me what I thought of the plan. I couldn't answer. I was loosing all sense of responsibility around this man, I must be a fool to ever fall for him. He's Galra! Well, half Galra... ah I can't fall for him we're in a war!
It couldn't been helped. But would I be infected if I fell for him?

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