[My absolute first time writing anything Voltron related, although I mainlined every episode a couple of months ago! I hope this is okay!]

He doesn't exactly love the desert, but he can appreciate the silence that fills it; so different to the constant noise surrounding him in the Castle of Lions. In the desert, he can be alone, but not lonely; even if the others are around, their voices are lifted high above the dunes.

After a short while, the silence becomes deafening, the privacy turns to abandonment, and he becomes desperate for his home - and his friends - once more.