[ She follows Catra, step for step, always staying within arm's reach. Maybe she should be giving her more space, but she's terrified of letting her slip away again. ]

It's not doing anything to me. [ Well. ] Nothing bad, anyway. It might look that way to you, but it isn't.

[ Her shoulders sag, and while it's not enough to make her look small, it adds to the pleading look on her face. ]

I know the Horde says that Princesses are evil, and all they do is hurt people, but can't you trust me? Not the sword, or Shadow Weaver, or anything else. [ Just her. ] Please, Catra.