[What she can't stop is the curl of her pointed nails into the cot, but thankfully the bandages his the way her mouth drew tight.]

[Powerless. She hated that word. Hated Catra seeing as such or knowing it. Her severance from the Garnet was still too fresh in her mind, despite the years.]

[It would only be a matter of time before Catra turned on her here, once again. ]

You're one to talk of cooperation, [she hisses. ] Casting Adora away with such a blatant lie, calling me your prisoner - you wouldn't be turning to me if you could handle this all on your own, now would you?