Ahhh, it's not all their fault. You were kind of a legend at the Garrison, y'know? Like a cryptid. [Blows on a piece before popping it into his mouth. Hmm, not bad.] All the pilot cadets wanted to be you, everyone taking self defense wanted to watch you... It's hard to just walk up and make friends with a guy like that.

Let's face it, if it weren't for Voltron, you and me would probably never have talked.