[Catra is not sorry, baring her teeth and growling down at her as she throws the now half-empty mug to the side, shaking her arm free of the soup heating through her fur. The mug shatters when it lands, which is -- great. Just great. She was maybe gonna eat that, if it wasn't poison. Never mind that she didn't have to throw the mug away, and still could've had what was left inside. It's Rena's fault.]
You're joking, right?! You grabbed my ears! [And they're back and flat now, the sensation of being touched lingering on them. Honestly, the only thing stopping Catra from escalating this to a physical fight is the fact that Rena looks like she's already surrender.] How'd you think that was gonna go?
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Never mind that she didn't have to throw the mug away, and still could've had what was left inside. It's Rena's fault.]You're joking, right?! You grabbed my ears! [And they're back and flat now, the sensation of being touched lingering on them. Honestly, the only thing stopping Catra from escalating this to a physical fight is the fact that Rena looks like she's already surrender.] How'd you think that was gonna go?