Catra sinks into awkward silence, going through the motions of spotting Adora's repetitions. This is so weird. So weird. She has a roil of awkward, uncomfortable feelings in her and she doesn't want to talk about them. Not yet. Maybe not ever. This feels normal--she did this for Adora all the time! But also sharply abnormal. This isn't how things were anymore, and yet... here she was.

Maybe things could be this way again?

The next few days are going to be very strange.