[ Adora freezes for a moment. She doesn't know what she wants, she wants to say, but that would be a lie, wouldn't it? She knows what she wants. She just doesn't think she deserves it or that she can have it. Not while there's still a world to save and fighting to do. She doesn't deserve Catra or anything else unless she's putting herself on the line. And maybe not even then. Maybe she has to die to earn any of that.]
It doesn't matter what I want.
[ I want you she wants to yell, but she can't. That's impossible, isn't it? ]
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[ Adora freezes for a moment. She doesn't know what she wants, she wants to say, but that would be a lie, wouldn't it? She knows what she wants. She just doesn't think she deserves it or that she can have it. Not while there's still a world to save and fighting to do. She doesn't deserve Catra or anything else unless she's putting herself on the line. And maybe not even then. Maybe she has to die to earn any of that.]
It doesn't matter what I want.
[ I want you she wants to yell, but she can't. That's impossible, isn't it? ]