[Catra also swiftly side-steps Impey's attempts at herding them towards the airship, scoffing a bit as she does so]

Oh, great. I am famished, and I bet my posse is too.

[gesturing to Sakyou and Sieghart and Claude]

But if you got that message, did you totally miss the other one? The one where I asked to pick out my ship personally? We might be on a time crunch, but some things I can't afford to skimp on.

The last time I let some losers pick my ship for me we almost wound up stranded on a deserted island; I'm not risking that happening again.