Uh-huh. [Catra's won that argument, and she's quite smug atop Adora's shoulder. She's watching Adora rather than where she's walking them, so it's a surprise to Catra when Adora suddenly lowers herself; and when Catra looks down, her smugly lidded eyes and self-satisfied smirk are rearranged quickly into a scowl.
Of course Adora's picked up the sword again. She's addicted to the stupid thing, and Catra slides off of Adora's shoulder, skimming down her back to land lightly on the ground.]
I'll take point. [She doesn't trust where that sword might tell Adora to lead them. She says it presumptuously, easy confidence back in Catra's voice and all traces of her scowl disappeared. The curl of her tail as it slips by Adora's elbow is deliberately casual this time as she steps past her to, as she just said, take the lead on this expedition.] Since you clearly have no idea where you're going.
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Of course Adora's picked up the sword again. She's addicted to the stupid thing, and Catra slides off of Adora's shoulder, skimming down her back to land lightly on the ground.]
I'll take point. [She doesn't trust where that sword might tell Adora to lead them. She says it presumptuously, easy confidence back in Catra's voice and all traces of her scowl disappeared. The curl of her tail as it slips by Adora's elbow is deliberately casual this time as she steps past her to, as she just said, take the lead on this expedition.] Since you clearly have no idea where you're going.