The black garnet chamber was still a mess. Even though she'd spent the better part of the morning clearing up cobwebs, the room obviously still suffered from the neglect it had undergone, being more or less completely abandoned during her confinement. Disgraceful. She supposed she could have one of the cadets clean things up for her as it was obviously beneath her position, but Shadow Weaver didn't want anyone else touching her things. Especially not the garnet.

The sound of the familiar voice following the electric hiss of the automatic door into the room piqued her curiosity. This was almost too easy. Of course she expected Catra to come knocking. She just hadn't expect it to be so soon. Perhaps she could be of use to her yet.

"Catra," she drawled dispassionately, stepping from where the black garnet obscured her from view. "Come in."