[ Ah. There she is. Good old Adora, about as ready to hug her as to punch her anytime. It's causing a little twinge inside her heart, which Catra pushes aside. Or tries really hard to, anyway.
It's... weird, sitting across from Adora now. Dissonant. Catra's only been in this place for two months, but her thoughts of Adora have already been getting less. Which she honestly doesn't know what to make of. Does she like it? After all, how better to hurt Adora, to pay her back, than for her to be simply insignificant, the way she made Catra feel.
On the other hand, it scares her, makes her feel like she's losing sight of her goals, of what matters to her. If she stays here long enough, will she one day simply forget?
Whatever turmoil's inside her, Adora definitely can't know that, so Catra makes sure to keep that smirk up, settling into a casual slouch and leaning toward Adora just so. ]
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It's... weird, sitting across from Adora now. Dissonant. Catra's only been in this place for two months, but her thoughts of Adora have already been getting less. Which she honestly doesn't know what to make of. Does she like it? After all, how better to hurt Adora, to pay her back, than for her to be simply insignificant, the way she made Catra feel.
On the other hand, it scares her, makes her feel like she's losing sight of her goals, of what matters to her. If she stays here long enough, will she one day simply forget?
Whatever turmoil's inside her, Adora definitely can't know that, so Catra makes sure to keep that smirk up, settling into a casual slouch and leaning toward Adora just so. ]
Well, then... truth or dare?