[ As they cross the threshold, Catra wiggles free of Adora's arms and drops back to her feet, peering around the dimly lit space. She frowns, trying to make sense of the furnishings in the building--to decide what it might be used for. ]

Then. We'll just have to deal with it, I guess. I don't know.

[ Catra growls, the sound rumbling and angry beneath her words. ]

I just thought--you know--

[ She kicks at a bit of trash or debris, voice dropping lower. ]

I didn't think our first time together would be like you know. _{A place like this.}