"Bread?" This is new. And amazing. If she had known the food would be like this she might have smiled earlier. Catra peers, watching intently each step of creating. Lettuce, tomato, cold cuts, the sandwich spread, whatever it is? She's not really familiar with any of this stuff, but uh. Wow. It definitely looks way more appetizing than ration bars. Leaning forward, she sniffs at one of the sandwiches. It smells good, will wonders never cease?

"It looks really good," she says in a slightly awed tone, then coughs. "I mean. It's probably fine." Be cool, Catra.