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“It’s so… empty, isn’t it?” Scorpia asked, looking out the window, the infinite expanse of blackness and glowing stars spreading before her in the ship’s bridge. “I thought the stars and such would be closer.”
“Didn’t we explain to you how this all worked before we took off?” Catra asked. She was perched on top of the command console of the ship. Scorpia wasn’t sure of how safe that could be, but she figured it wasn’t too big a problem if nothing had gone wrong so far.
“Well, yeah, but… It’s different, being out here,” she walked closer to the window, softly pressing a pincer to it. “On the other side of this glass, there’s… nothing at all.”
Catra looked slightly nervous. “Yeah, that’s why I’m gonna ask you to take a step back, please. I’ve seen what those arms can break, and I’d rather not have you accidentally kill us all,” she said, softly pushing her away.
Scorpia chose to take that as a compliment, chuckling. “Yeah, I’m pretty strong. Guess that’s why they called me in for this particular mission, eh?” she said, flexing her arms.
“I’m not sure. I think it may be because the planet we encountered has some pretty awful thunderstorms, so we needed your help with the lightning.”
“Will my power still work away from Etheria, though?”
“As long as Adora is there, yes. She absorbed all the magic from the heart, remember?”
“Right, right. That whole thing’s fuzzy still, you know. I was brainwashed and all. Pretty awful experience.”
Catra scratched her neck, looking away. “Yeah.”
The both of them stayed in silence for a moment. As far as Scorpia knew, Catra had suffered the mind controlling a lot more than she had. Realizing she’d touched on an awkward subject, she tried to steer away from it. “So… uhm…” she paused, realizing she had nothing else to say.
“That’s ok, no need to say more,” Catra sighed, hopping off the command console and lowering her head. “You were all chipped because of me, anyways. I’ll leave you alone,” she mumbled, starting to walk away.
Scorpia panicked for a moment. That hadn’t been what she’d wanted to say at all! As a kneejerk reaction, she simply surged forward, tacking Catra and hugging her. “You’re not going anywhere, wildcat!” she exclaimed, turning around and pointing her to the window. “We’re both staying here and enjoying the views!”
Catra fought the hug, trying to break free. “Ugh, why do you always do this?! Let me go!”
“Because I want you to be here! Plus, the others are asleep, I don’t wanna be alone.”
When Catra stopped fighting the hug, Scorpia released her. Catra stood there, for a second, before scoffing. “Fine, I’ll stay, if you want me to so badly,” she crossed her arms and walked to the only chair in the main bridge, sitting on it.
Scorpia smiled. She turned once again to watch out the window. “Really, now. It’s… Amazing, isn’t it? I can barely understand it.”
“I’m not a big fan. Though I guess I did spend a lot more time up here than you have,” Catra said, sighing. “And, well, the experiences I had up here haven’t been the best either.”
Scorpia understood that approach. Then, she got an idea. “Then that means all we gotta do is create some more experiences up here. Positive ones. That way, you’ll start to like it too!”
A sardonic laugh came from the catgirl. “Yeah, right. There’s not a lot to do on the ship.”
“Well, maybe. But it’s not about what there is to do, it’s about who you’re doing it with,” Scorpia turned with a wide smile.
Catra paused, looking away from her with a light blush. “You’re way too optimistic.”
“Come ooon, don’t you wanna try it, at least? That way, exploring the universe could be fun!”
“Exploring the universe could be fun… I find that hard to believe, unless you’re Entrapta,” Catra looked at her, at last, and hesitated before speaking again. “But… If you have ideas, then I guess I’m willing to try them out.”
Those words made Scorpia’s chest swell with pride. Catra had really come a long way since the defeat of Prime.
Smiling from ear to ear, she giggled. “Ok then, wait here, I brought some cards with me!” she said as she jogged away towards her room.
“Wait, Scorpia, can you even handle those with your pincers?!” Catra asked behind her, but the door of the main bridge closed before Scorpia processed what she’d said.