There's a knot in Adora's chest now that isn't quite letting up, no matter how reason's fingers pluck at it. But Catra's doing her best to reassure her, and her words make sense, and so Adora puts on her widest smile and pushes the knot as deep down as she can, to someplace dark and hidden.

"Yeah! See, exactly. I'm sure it's gonna go fine." She pats the back of Catra's hand, as if she's the one doling out that much-needed reassurance. "Come on. I've got this. And you've got my back, right?"