[as catra starts crying - it's hard for iris to resist. she holds catra closer, rubbing her back and pressing her face into her hair. tears prick at the edges of her eyes until they fall in small, small droplets like she's still trying to hold back. but it feels like her heart is breaking on catra's behalf.
the protectiveness does not fade - it remains. so angry on her behalf, so desperate to try to keep her safe.
she kisses catra's hair even as she tries to rock her gently]
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the protectiveness does not fade - it remains. so angry on her behalf, so desperate to try to keep her safe.
she kisses catra's hair even as she tries to rock her gently]
Let it all out... I'm right here with you...