[ Now that Catra's had at least a little more time to get settled, it is unfortunately dawning on her just how out of her depth she is here. After all, she's in a completely foreign place that is stalked by the undead (and what is that all about?), where she knows no one, let alone their abilities.
She's got basically nothing, and, well, she does like survival. Gaining her hosts' favor might not be the worst idea. But, again, she's not about to say that. Instead, she just snatches the bucket and barks a command at poor Moran. ]
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She's got basically nothing, and, well, she does like survival. Gaining her hosts' favor might not be the worst idea. But, again, she's not about to say that. Instead, she just snatches the bucket and barks a command at poor Moran. ]
Go away!
[ Aaand she slams the door in his face. ]