Catra doesn't want to wait. Catra wants to get this done with so she can go clean herself and stop feeling like she's fallen three stories into a pile of robot parts and cacti. She grunts, swinging herself along as best she can. Normally, this would be easy but she's visibly shaking from the strain of holding herself up.

"I'm fine," she says peevishly. "I just want to get this...Hnf!" She grunts and shakily reaches out to take another grip.

"I just want to get this over with!"