[Mary looks up at the statement, her expression strangely hollow for a moment. She doesn't know what Catra saw, but she knows that there's only one "her" that's ever really meant anything.]
I don't need anybody.
[Which isn't what she should have said, she knows. Mary smiles a bit oddly, looking back down at her coloring again.]
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I don't need anybody.
[Which isn't what she should have said, she knows. Mary smiles a bit oddly, looking back down at her coloring again.]
But I don't really like being alone, either.