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[knowledgeordeath]

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[samahl]

You think so?

Hmm. This seems a really good opening to fish for compliments, and I'm torn between that and my desire to come upon them naturally.

[knowledgeordeath]

There is more to appreciate if they happen naturally.

[Basically...he's not telling you any unless they're natural, Cyril.]

[samahl]

I agree, and too much between us has happened against our will. Letting things go at our own pace seems the right way to go.

[knowledgeordeath]

Agreed. I believe you will enjoy it more in that light.

[samahl]

I would. [Cyril says with fondness in his tone.]

Besides, I give enough compliments to both of us.

[knowledgeordeath]

This is something that I have noticed.

[samahl]

Well, once again I feel the need to point out that I have an excellent face and you have an excellent everything. It would be impossible for me to ignore that.

[knowledgeordeath]

[A pause...]

You only feel that your face is excellent?

[samahl]

It is a good face.

I do have other assets though. [That empahsis is abosultely on purpose.]

[knowledgeordeath]

[He misses the emphasis completely.]

From what I am able to see, you have no physical flaws.

[He's including that fake arm in that. Because he doesn't view that as a flaw.]

You have kept yourself healthy which allows for you to do well in combat.

[samahl]

[Cyril blinks that that, completely taken off guard by the statement. His eyes cast downward towards the prosthetic. To him, that seems an obvious physical flaw, but Kolivan doesn't even consider it.

He feels oddly emotional over that idea.]

Well, I do try.

[knowledgeordeath]

It has shown when we have trained together. I will have to have you meet my other Blades to train with them as well.

[samahl]

I'd really like that. Perhaps we can do that once they let us back to our ships?

[knowledgeordeath]

I will arrange it with them when this is over.

[samahl]

So... it will be training, hm? Or do you ever do anything else with your team?

[knowledgeordeath]

We go on missions together.

[Kolivan doesn't know how to have fun, Cyril.]

[samahl]

No wild parties then?

[knowledgeordeath]

Parties?

[samahl]

Or feasts? Celebrations?

[knowledgeordeath]

We have attended those held by others when Voltron has obtained a victory to save a planet.

[So...no. Not really.]

[samahl]

Did you like them?

[knowledgeordeath]

There was little for the Blades to enjoy since we were not welcome.

[Cyril may recall the memory he saw.]

[samahl]

Ah... Yes...

[Cyril frowns at the memory and then brightens a bit.]

To me, that just means you need a party that makes you feel welcome. We should throw one.

What do you like to do for fun?

[knowledgeordeath]

Fun?

[Yes. He is quite confused why he's being asked this question.]

[samahl]

Yes. Fun.

[After a moment,] If the Empire you fight against was defeated and peace was brought to the entire galaxy, what is the first thing you would do just for yourself?