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While Catra didn’t understand what was going through the other girl’s head, why she didn’t enjoy being Shadow Weaver’s favorite, she did know when it was best to stop pushing Adora. Her tone shifted to a lighter one again, hoping to get Adora to laugh. “The least you could do is acknowledge how great my Shadow Weaver impression was. I think with just a little more practice I could start tricking people into believing I’m her and doing whatever I say.”

Adora’s responding chuckle was dry still but a little more genuine than the last. She lifted her arm slightly and peeled one eye open to look at Catra, some of the playfulness returning to her voice. “Now that’s something I’d pay to see.” Adora was too stubborn to admit it but she was grateful that Catra was there, even if she was a pain in the ass sometimes. She’d feel much worse if she were alone.