Catra's sinuses are screaming at her. Her eyes are watering, her head hurts just from the lack of water and the sheer bombardment of sensation she's experienced in this hellscape. She scrambles away further, only pausing as she feels Setsuna's hand grip hers. For that moment, she forgets her anger towards the other and simply grips Setsuna's hand. It's an anchor as she she tries to scramble for the exit, someone and something to hold onto as the world dissolves into pain and misery, just like it always does.

"I'll kill him," she says as she coughs and hacks and winces. "I hate him so much I could kill him--" She gasps and chokes, coughs again. She shoves forward against the exit door which refuses to give at first, her eyes still blind, her poor nose and mouth filled with the disgusting scent of the skunk's spray. She doesn't have the same experience as Setsuna, but Catra knows what it is to hate. Knows what it is to despise someone utterly and completely. She shoves at the door again.

"Let me! OUT!" She shoves one last time and it finally pops open so the pair can tumble out onto the floor of the training area in a tangle of ill-smelling limbs and sore muscles. Catra struggles to push herself up onto her hands and knees, then immediately retches and vomits out her half-digested breakfast onto the training floor. She convulses, her whole body trembling in exertion. There are tears stinging her eyes and her nose is still filled with foul stench that is clinging to her, refusing to let go.