She pulled off a glove and showed him her hand. It was purple and fuzzy, the nails were more like claws. "I don't know whats or why its happening I swear." She said in more of a high-pitched panicky tone.

"Hey, hey, it's alright, calm- calm... down..." Will said, having to calm himself from freaking out over the galra hand, reminding him of the countless soldiers who had held him prisoner. "I guess it would be expected, since my scanners say you're more galra than human" Will said, looking at the furry hand

(Waiting for the wilan ship to come :) )

Breathing in Darrian slid the glove back on, she remained quiet in her own thoughts for a while, "What will the others say?" Her expression read one clear thing, I've been living a lie all this time.

"I can't say I know... but I won't tell anyone of you don't want me to, I'll leave the choice up to you... anyways, I'm glad you found that out, it would be rough not knowing what you were for your whole life... just take some time to yourself and your thoughts, leaders orders" Will said, embracing his role as leader

"Heh." She said sighing out a smile. "Alright, Captain Will." She joked lightly getting unsteadily up to her feet.

"Oh, one more thing- serious question here" Will took a deep breath before asking. "If you're a Galra, does that mean Zarkon might be your mom?" Will said in a completely dead serious tone

"How is that even possible? Isn't he....like...a guy....?" She said slowly completely confused, "And isn't he dead?"

"Heh, don't worry, I'm just joking with you. Anyways, I'm going to talk to the rest of the team now, I gotta make a good impression as a leader" Will said confidently, getting up and opening the door.

"Alright." Darrian said giving him a thumbs up before literally darting out the door and down the hall way.