She closed her eyes as the sorceress touched her face, reveling in what was one of the first affectionate gestures she'd ever received from the woman. As she got to the last few sentences, Catra's eyes fell back open and she stared up at her in near disbelief.

Shadow Weaver's words swirled around in her head like toilet hooch, overpowering her ability to be rational and question the woman's sudden change of heart. She'd finally proven her worth. Shadow Weaver finally saw her for what she was and not just some useless annoyance. It was finally happening. If only Adora had never existed, she could've had this the whole time. She'd been the only thing standing in the way.

"So how do we do it? I'll do whatever it takes to take them down."