Catra feels the words hit her in the chest like a brick. It almost seems to knock the wind from her. Not your fault. But it has always been her fault. She was blamed when Adora failed to measure up. Blamed when she got out of line. Blamed whenever anything went wrong and here's someone telling her, for once, that it's not her fault?
Telling her that what happened to her didn't happen because of something she did or some flaw in her as a person, though she feels that it must have at times.
"...No. No, no, no." She tries to protest, to push back so that her barriers can come up again. She doesn't want to listen as much as the words grab hold of her. If it's not her fault, then why did it happen to her? She'd always been deserving of it, according to Shadow Weaver and even if Catra didn't listen to a word she had said there was always the fear that maybe, Shadow Weaver was right. That Catra brough all of it on herself. That her situation was just a result of Catra's own failures.
"Don't--You don't know anything about it-" She doesn't know what to say. She shoves back at Saturday's words on reflex. Scared of what it means if she accepts them.
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Telling her that what happened to her didn't happen because of something she did or some flaw in her as a person, though she feels that it must have at times.
"...No. No, no, no." She tries to protest, to push back so that her barriers can come up again. She doesn't want to listen as much as the words grab hold of her. If it's not her fault, then why did it happen to her? She'd always been deserving of it, according to Shadow Weaver and even if Catra didn't listen to a word she had said there was always the fear that maybe, Shadow Weaver was right. That Catra brough all of it on herself. That her situation was just a result of Catra's own failures.
"Don't--You don't know anything about it-" She doesn't know what to say. She shoves back at Saturday's words on reflex. Scared of what it means if she accepts them.