Funny, how it all feels different now. It's the same house, same people, same cozy furnishings... some of them are a bit tacky, but Catra doesn't hate them any more. She gives Adora's hand a squeeze as they near her family, and Catra realizes belatedly that she should have taken a towel as well. To protect the furniture, if nothing else.
There aren't enough seats for all of them, she notes as they're fussed into a pair, and Melog hops into her lap as soon as she sits down. Catra's chair is closer to Adora's father, which is too far from Adora's for Catra's liking, and she has no issue with scooting her chair until it's properly in place. She notices the parents' slight frowns, and the look they exchange, and keeps those details all in mind.
They don't trust She-ra. By extension, they can't trust Adora. And after hearing Catra's yowling and seeing their small bathroom looking like a fight (--ha, as if they'd leave so little damage if they'd actually been going at it) had taken place, she can see what conclusions they're coming to.
She's a little offended that they seem like they think she might need rescuing. From Adora, of all people.
"I don't like water," is her shrugged contribution to Adora's awkward apology. Like that's a good enough justification for the mess they'd made. Her grip on Adora's hand remains firm as it's tugged around, and Catra's mouth and throat ache but she makes no move for her tea.
It's Adam's awkward laugh that breaks the silence, as he steps up and places a hand on the backs of each of their chairs. His bulky figure shadows them, and when Catra looks up he's got that same weird trying-too-hard-to-act-like-everything's-fine grin on his face that Adora plasters on when she's way out of her depth.
"Tell me about it," he says to Adora, trying to sound jovial; and if Catra wanted to destroy this family it would take her only two sentences at most. It's clear that Adam is Adora's biggest - and potentially only - supporter, and even he's unsure; basing his trust in her on what must be half-baked dreams and ideas of the sort of person he'd imagined his sister to be. "It's not every day you meet your long-lost sister and find out she's a living legend. How'd that happen?"
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There aren't enough seats for all of them, she notes as they're fussed into a pair, and Melog hops into her lap as soon as she sits down. Catra's chair is closer to Adora's father, which is too far from Adora's for Catra's liking, and she has no issue with scooting her chair until it's properly in place. She notices the parents' slight frowns, and the look they exchange, and keeps those details all in mind.
They don't trust She-ra. By extension, they can't trust Adora. And after hearing Catra's yowling and seeing their small bathroom looking like a fight (--ha, as if they'd leave so little damage if they'd actually been going at it) had taken place, she can see what conclusions they're coming to.
She's a little offended that they seem like they think she might need rescuing. From Adora, of all people.
"I don't like water," is her shrugged contribution to Adora's awkward apology. Like that's a good enough justification for the mess they'd made. Her grip on Adora's hand remains firm as it's tugged around, and Catra's mouth and throat ache but she makes no move for her tea.
It's Adam's awkward laugh that breaks the silence, as he steps up and places a hand on the backs of each of their chairs. His bulky figure shadows them, and when Catra looks up he's got that same weird trying-too-hard-to-act-like-everything's-fine grin on his face that Adora plasters on when she's way out of her depth.
"Tell me about it," he says to Adora, trying to sound jovial; and if Catra wanted to destroy this family it would take her only two sentences at most. It's clear that Adam is Adora's biggest - and potentially only - supporter, and even he's unsure; basing his trust in her on what must be half-baked dreams and ideas of the sort of person he'd imagined his sister to be. "It's not every day you meet your long-lost sister and find out she's a living legend. How'd that happen?"