Maybe it shouldn't be a surprise to hear to hear that part of the reason Adora strove so hard to be the best was so that Shadow Weaver would go a little easier on Catra, but... it's a surprise. But in hindsight, it makes a lot of sense. The punishments had always been a lot worse when she was younger, and had eased up a bit when she'd gotten older. The red wracking pain of that magic hadn't been as bad. Catra had just assumed that Shadow Weaver had just started ignoring her even more as she'd gotten older, but...
It makes sense that she'd be less prone to punishing if she was more satisfied with Adora's work.
Adora's confession about her assumption that Catra had been too tough to care about anything brings a wry little smirk to Catra's lips. That had been exactly the impression Catra had wanted to give off back then, so, mission accomplished.
"I'm sorry I wasn't brave enough to go with you."
Catra reaches out, careful of her claws, brushing a long strand of blonde behind Adora's ear. Just that simple touch is infused with so much fondness she can barely stand it.
"You left me behind, but I didn't give you a choice," Catra admits. "I was too scared to leave. I thought it was because I didn't want to throw everything we'd built with the Horde, but... I couldn't admit to myself that you were more important than that. I was so twisted up in the idea of you as the golden child that I thought I could finally prove my worth when you were gone, but I never realized that it was just spite and fear driving me."
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It makes sense that she'd be less prone to punishing if she was more satisfied with Adora's work.
Adora's confession about her assumption that Catra had been too tough to care about anything brings a wry little smirk to Catra's lips. That had been exactly the impression Catra had wanted to give off back then, so, mission accomplished.
"I'm sorry I wasn't brave enough to go with you."
Catra reaches out, careful of her claws, brushing a long strand of blonde behind Adora's ear. Just that simple touch is infused with so much fondness she can barely stand it.
"You left me behind, but I didn't give you a choice," Catra admits. "I was too scared to leave. I thought it was because I didn't want to throw everything we'd built with the Horde, but... I couldn't admit to myself that you were more important than that. I was so twisted up in the idea of you as the golden child that I thought I could finally prove my worth when you were gone, but I never realized that it was just spite and fear driving me."