For a moment, Catra just stares at her, and Adora's almost sure she's going to fight her off again. She braces for it, jaw squared and shoulders tense-- but instead, Catra crumples, and Adora gasps as she leans into her, small and wet and shaking.

It brings a wave of relief so intense that her whole body shudders with it, and soon there's tears welling in her own eyes, too, spilling in rapid streams down her cheeks as she buries her face in Catra's neck.

"I just don't understand why you got so upset," Adora sobs out, raspy and stuttering. "Did you think I was going to leave you for them?"