"Well, it's comfy and it keeps you from dripping all over the place. So whatever it is, I'd say it's pretty good."

Taking Catra's reception of the contact as her go-ahead, Adora grabs some of the fuzzy material between her hands, and sets to stroking it softly up Catra's nape. "You dry your tail, I'll do your hair." With a lopsided smile, she adds: "We can meet halfway."