The sudden proxmity makes Adora tense up, her chest buzzing with adrenaline and nerves. She can feel Catra's breath against her skin, and it sends goosebumps down her arms, tightens her fingers into fists. She's never stopped having that effect on Adora, no matter how angry she can make her.

But it only lasts a moment before she's let go and pulled away, and Adora is left dizzy, seething. None of this even makes sense.

"What? That's-- You're just being--" She grapples uselessly with Catra's words, hurt and confusion and anger mounting into a pillar that stretches from her gut to her throat, threatening to gag her.

Something in Adora snaps, and she finally stops trying to parse it, gives up on finding the right response.

"That's so stupid!" she shrieks, nasal and high-pitched, kicking at the floor. "That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard!"