Well, that was unexpected. Shadow Weaver raised an eyebrow. The irritation that rose at Catra's backtalk was quickly buried before she could show any indication of it.
If she was going to be able to get what she needed form Catra, she would lose credibility if she treated her like a stubborn child and punished her. No, she couldn't get through to Catra by lavishing her with praise and keeping her under her thumb in that way like she did with Adora, and she couldn't control her with threats or physical pain as she had when she was a child. Catra was still naive in her own way, but sensitive to the way Adora had been used as a tool, and she would catch on if Shadow Weaver were to do the same to her. No, she had to hold up her end and treat this as a legitimate partnership, as grudging as she was to do so.
"Angry? This attachment to Adora won't bode well for you. You know as well as I do that your obsession with her will only bring you more pain. Adora doesn't care for you. She made that clear when she left you behind for the princesses. What has she ever done for you? And here you are, standing up for her...angry on her behalf."
Shadow Weaver turned to lean down and look into her basin, conjuring an image of Adora as she was in this moment, her face screwed up with laughter as that boy who didn't know how to wear a shirt properly was saying something brightly and patting her on the back and Princess Glimmer was elbowing her in the ribs. "Will your tenderness for her be an obstacle? Or will you be able to reach your full potential? Adora is the one thing holding you back."
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If she was going to be able to get what she needed form Catra, she would lose credibility if she treated her like a stubborn child and punished her. No, she couldn't get through to Catra by lavishing her with praise and keeping her under her thumb in that way like she did with Adora, and she couldn't control her with threats or physical pain as she had when she was a child. Catra was still naive in her own way, but sensitive to the way Adora had been used as a tool, and she would catch on if Shadow Weaver were to do the same to her. No, she had to hold up her end and treat this as a legitimate partnership, as grudging as she was to do so.
"Angry? This attachment to Adora won't bode well for you. You know as well as I do that your obsession with her will only bring you more pain. Adora doesn't care for you. She made that clear when she left you behind for the princesses. What has she ever done for you? And here you are, standing up for her...angry on her behalf."
Shadow Weaver turned to lean down and look into her basin, conjuring an image of Adora as she was in this moment, her face screwed up with laughter as that boy who didn't know how to wear a shirt properly was saying something brightly and patting her on the back and Princess Glimmer was elbowing her in the ribs. "Will your tenderness for her be an obstacle? Or will you be able to reach your full potential? Adora is the one thing holding you back."