[ She pouts. ] Would you lay off the name already? It's not that bad.

[ ... No, it is. But Adora's heard enough people say She-Ra in awe-inspired tones that she's come to like the sound of it, and while she knows better than to expect any reverence from Catra (and wouldn't want to be treated any differently by her, besides), she still feels defensive. Not something she ever thought she'd be of a title other than Force Captain. ]

Mostly, I wanna focus on getting out of here. We can talk about the rest later. [ Or never! Never is fine too. She walks over to where her sword still glows in the fog; squatting down to pick it up without unseating Catra from her shoulder. ] I don't even know what direction we came from. We'll just have to pick one and start walking.