[she's quiet again, gaze falling to the forest floor, covered in underbrush as it is]
[. . .]
I'm not stupid. I don't think either you or Rupert would choose to do this "on a whim." I imagine there's some stupid reason you both found it necessary, even if you won't tell me.
[. . .]
But if you can't tell me, then how am I supposed to figure it out for myself?
[screws her eyes shut tightly, ears flattening once again. she cried once already; she does not want to cry again!! it's embarrassing!!]
. . .
I don't believe that.
[because she just can't imagine Byleth, someone who cared for her, taught her about tea, checked in on her, was kind to herโ would just. . . kill for no reason other than a "whim"]
I'll figure it out. I'll figure it out somehow. And whatever reason you're doing thisโ whoever is making youโ
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[that sounds like Crow. stubborn until the very end]
[. . .]
Will you. . . do it again?
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I don't know.
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[. . .]
I'm not stupid. I don't think either you or Rupert would choose to do this "on a whim." I imagine there's some stupid reason you both found it necessary, even if you won't tell me.
[. . .]
But if you can't tell me, then how am I supposed to figure it out for myself?
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There's nothing to figure out, Catra.
It... those murders, they start and end with me.
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. . .
I don't believe that.
[because she just can't imagine Byleth, someone who cared for her, taught her about tea, checked in on her, was kind to herโ would just. . . kill for no reason other than a "whim"]
I'll figure it out. I'll figure it out somehow. And whatever reason you're doing thisโ whoever is making youโ
I'll stop them.
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...]
I...
[...
she falls mute, silent again, staring at the ground.]
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[. . .]
Don't get me wrong, though.
[TSUN TSUN]
I'm still mad at you for what happened.
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You should be, Catra.
That's the normal, correct thing to do.
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No. It's not--
[rrrrrgh. a tiny little growl]
There's no correct thing to do, here. There's no "right" or "wrong." Is there? It's just-- it's--
[. . .]
[hugging herself a little more tightly]
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You're right.
It's not black and white.
Only different shades of grey.
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[scrubs at her face, almost like she's in danger of crying again. how embarrassing!!!]
I just want to go home.
[wherever. . . "home" is, of course. that's something she's still figuring out]
And I don't want you to have to hurt anyone else again, either.
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I don't want to hurt anyone else.
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[and then. . . she finally reaches out, resting her hand against Byleth's arm. but she's still not looking at her!!]
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she slides her arm out from under catra's and
takes her hand.
so now they're just sitting, holding each other's hands on the log.]
Thank you, Catra.
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Um. . .
[another pause. she doesn't really want to talk about the murders anymore, even though she still has so many questions]
Why are you out here, and not back at Summer?
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That's dumb.
I bet Sally and everyone are worried about you in a super obnoxious and slightly overbearing way.
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I think she has enough on her plate as it is.
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[NOT JUST SALLY!!!]
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I think I'm a bit of a Summer dormitory disappointment.
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[GOSH DOES SHE KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO BE A DISAPPOINTMENT!!]
. . .
Byleth-- [what does she even say to that??]
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These are just the consequences of my own actions.
If I want them to improve, I have to atone for them.