[ Fortunately, Adora manages to keep from blurting that she wasn't alone, which is not something she can afford Catra finding out about. Not now, and possibly not ever, at least until she can get Bow and Glimmer on-side with her version of events. (This is already proving to be a massive headache, but what other choice does she have? Tell Catra the truth? Haha, no.)

Her eyes narrow with an annoyed grunt at Catra's mistreatment of her hair, but she only hesitates a few seconds before answering. ]

I was lost, okay? Don't you remember our survival training? Shelter is the most important thing to look for in a hostile environment. [ Which the Whispering Woods definitely qualifies as. ] I left because I needed to find food. I should have packed ration bars, but I didn't plan on being away for that long.

[ She meant it when she said I'll be back before anyone knows I'm gone. Things just... didn't work out that way. ]

Sword, tiara, ruins, Thaymor. And then— here, I guess. That's everything. [ Lol. ] Now will you please let go of my hair?