Yeah, but you like my dumb face.

[ And now she gets to be smug about it. Adora grabs her belt out of the air, looping it back around her waist with a knowing expression. ]

Once we get out of here, I'll find you something new for your belt. Maybe... we could match? [ She tries to sound nonchalant, but it's hard. This — all of this, minus the absence of Bow and Glimmer — is what she's wanted for a year, now, and even if she's deceiving Catra to get it, it's for her own good. It has to be. ]