[Years ago, such a provocation would have riled her. Had Shadow Weaver the strength and power, she might have even challenged it still, even if Adora's response was exactly what she'd been goading. Funny what yielding to Brightmoon as the resident imprisoned sorceress did to blunt the edges of such an assertion.]
[And the soul-deep exhaustion gnawing at every fiber of her being, that too.]
[Her eyes flick up to Catra, glad the haphazard bandages hid the unimpressed arch of her brow. Really? Adora could be... gullible, but that wasn't even trying--]
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[And the soul-deep exhaustion gnawing at every fiber of her being, that too.]
[Her eyes flick up to Catra, glad the haphazard bandages hid the unimpressed arch of her brow. Really? Adora could be... gullible, but that wasn't even trying--]