[and suddenly Catra freezes, tail stilling at her back and ears perking up again. she blinks at Adora with wide eyes, expression a little slack and very, very bemused]
[WHAT DO?? WHAT DO!!! WHAT DO!!!!! she's like a little bunny petrified on the spot, her heart hammering a billion miles in her chest, the weight of Adora's hand on her shoulder prominent and. . . warm]
[Adora snorts softly under her breath--but obediently says nothing, instead just breathing out a soft sigh.
It's fine.
They can linger here for a bit. It seems too good to be true, but she's not about to question it. Maybe all along... that sort of honest push was all they were missing.
(When Catra wasn't trying to kill her, naturally.)]
[yeah, Catra is. . . absolutely lingering for far longer than she needs to, her body melting a bit into Adora's the longer the hug continues. but eventually. . .]
[she draws back (slowly!!) and shoves (gently!!) at Adora's shoulder]
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[Adora just smiles fondly at that, because really... she knows that in Catra-speak, that's basically a ringing endorsement.
And then, quietly... she reaches out to rest a hand on Catra's shoulder.]
And... I don't think I ever really got the chance to say this like I should've, but... I'm really, really glad you're back. I didn't--I couldn't--
[She bites her lip for a moment and shakes her head, and then more firmly:]
I just want you to know how important you are to me. Since... I didn't get the chance to say it before. [Since she almost lost her chance to say it.]
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[and suddenly Catra freezes, tail stilling at her back and ears perking up again. she blinks at Adora with wide eyes, expression a little slack and very, very bemused]
[WHAT DO?? WHAT DO!!! WHAT DO!!!!! she's like a little bunny petrified on the spot, her heart hammering a billion miles in her chest, the weight of Adora's hand on her shoulder prominent and. . . warm]
. . . oh. . .
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Ha ha embarrassing.
Adora clears her throat and looks away and:]
So... yeah. I'm glad to at least have gotten that off my chest. That's all.
Now we've both done the task thing, right?
1/2
[a response. . . the words are on the top of her tongue, threatening to tumble out without her permission]
Adora—
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[Catra pitches forward and yanks Adora into a tight hug, face buried against her shoulder, clawed fingers clinging to the back of her shirt]
[1/2]
[2/2]
Anyway, obviously after that moment of stunned surprise, she hugs back.
It's still kind of a surprise, though, so she can't help but ask tentatively:]
... Catra?
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Don't. Say. Anything.
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It's fine.
They can linger here for a bit. It seems too good to be true, but she's not about to question it. Maybe all along... that sort of honest push was all they were missing.
(When Catra wasn't trying to kill her, naturally.)]
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[she draws back (slowly!!) and shoves (gently!!) at Adora's shoulder]
Sheesh. You're such a sap. You know that?
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You like it. You like my sap.
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Uuuuuurgh, don't be so annoying, Adora!
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Anyway. Wanna go check out the cafeteria some more? They have lots of weird foods.
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[but she likes them!]
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I'm into it.
[ANYWAY.
we have so many threads
this is probably a good place to wrap up them going to go eat and be themselves.]
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[TIME FOR THEM TO EXPLORE THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF GOOD FOOD FOR A CHANGE]