[ In the darkness, Adora's eyes go wide, and she drops her gaze shamefully to her feet, as if just looking at Catra now would be some kind of violation. ]
Oh. Oh. [ There's genuine horror in her voice as the various implications of Catra's words sink in. The how doesn't really matter, only the fact it wasn't her choice, and Adora feels suddenly nauseous with guilt, even if she had no way of knowing. ] ... I'm sorry.
[ She says, whether or not Catra cares to hear it. The silence is deafening, broken only by the sound of her heartbeat pounding in her ears, and the moment Catra gives her a lifeline, an outlet for all her nervous energy, she grabs hold of it with both hands. Still mortified, she keeps her eyes intentionally low; only glancing up periodically to scan for threats or obstacles in their path. ]
... Glimmer didn't tell me anything. Not yet, anyway. We had to stop and refuel, and I wanted to give her some time to recover, because she seemed upset, especially since Bow was still mad about what happened with the Hea... [ does Catra know about that? ] ... what happened before Prime showed up. I figured I'd let them work through their stuff first, then come up with a plan for our next move.
[ The one that started as get back to Etheria with Glimmer, and before Adora even realized it, changed to get back to Etheria with Glimmer and Catra. She already left Catra behind once, and no matter what, exactly, Catra is to her now — she's too important to make that mistake with twice. ]
Actually, the only thing she mentioned was you. That you saved her life... but you were doing it for me. [ If Catra wanted this conversation to be about Not Her, boy did she pick the wrong topic. Last time, Adora left the question of why open ended, and got nothing but biting sarcasm for her trouble. So this time? She'll take the more direct route. ] Is that true? I mean, you have to admit, it sounds kinda crazy. But I— Catra, if he hurt you because of me...
[ Not everything is about you, Adora — but Catra went and made it about her, after years of trying to make her feel worthless, a thousand angry proclamations of just how little Adora meant to her anymore. Of course she'd blame herself for whatever happened after that transmission cut off. Of course she'd try and bear the weight of Catra's actions, as if she's the one responsible for them. ]
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Oh. Oh. [ There's genuine horror in her voice as the various implications of Catra's words sink in. The how doesn't really matter, only the fact it wasn't her choice, and Adora feels suddenly nauseous with guilt, even if she had no way of knowing. ] ... I'm sorry.
[ She says, whether or not Catra cares to hear it. The silence is deafening, broken only by the sound of her heartbeat pounding in her ears, and the moment Catra gives her a lifeline, an outlet for all her nervous energy, she grabs hold of it with both hands. Still mortified, she keeps her eyes intentionally low; only glancing up periodically to scan for threats or obstacles in their path. ]
... Glimmer didn't tell me anything. Not yet, anyway. We had to stop and refuel, and I wanted to give her some time to recover, because she seemed upset, especially since Bow was still mad about what happened with the Hea... [ does Catra know about that? ] ... what happened before Prime showed up. I figured I'd let them work through their stuff first, then come up with a plan for our next move.
[ The one that started as get back to Etheria with Glimmer, and before Adora even realized it, changed to get back to Etheria with Glimmer and Catra. She already left Catra behind once, and no matter what, exactly, Catra is to her now — she's too important to make that mistake with twice. ]
Actually, the only thing she mentioned was you. That you saved her life... but you were doing it for me. [ If Catra wanted this conversation to be about Not Her, boy did she pick the wrong topic. Last time, Adora left the question of why open ended, and got nothing but biting sarcasm for her trouble. So this time? She'll take the more direct route. ] Is that true? I mean, you have to admit, it sounds kinda crazy. But I— Catra, if he hurt you because of me...
[ Not everything is about you, Adora — but Catra went and made it about her, after years of trying to make her feel worthless, a thousand angry proclamations of just how little Adora meant to her anymore. Of course she'd blame herself for whatever happened after that transmission cut off. Of course she'd try and bear the weight of Catra's actions, as if she's the one responsible for them. ]