Just a few months ago, she'd have found this whole thing hilariously vindicating. Perfect Adora being blamed by an entire village for something that someone else did last millennium? Sign past Catra up.
"It's not that different," she argues. Because she is a different person now, and there's a churning in her gut instead of spite, and Adora's doubt is always so obvious. She clearly doesn't believe herself.
Catra's hands flex on Adora's arms, squeezing them in what's supposed to be assurance but comes out a bit more aggressive than that. Catra can't help that; it's how she is. "I mean, come on. It was a thousand years ago. If these guys have any brains at all, they'll realize that something in their stories doesn't match up."
Adora had, after all, healed an entire forest and giant rampaging tree-creature in front of them. That wasn't something that dangerous harbingers typically did.
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"It's not that different," she argues. Because she is a different person now, and there's a churning in her gut instead of spite, and Adora's doubt is always so obvious. She clearly doesn't believe herself.
Catra's hands flex on Adora's arms, squeezing them in what's supposed to be assurance but comes out a bit more aggressive than that. Catra can't help that; it's how she is. "I mean, come on. It was a thousand years ago. If these guys have any brains at all, they'll realize that something in their stories doesn't match up."
Adora had, after all, healed an entire forest and giant rampaging tree-creature in front of them. That wasn't something that dangerous harbingers typically did.