"Okay, okay," Adora caves, the last of her resolve dissolving into dust. Catra is so very good at making it so very hard to say no, and frankly, Adora's legs are maybe fifteen minutes away from giving under her.
"-- But we're telling them first thing in the morning!" she declares, to alleviate her guilt.
And so they reach the ship and creep inside, as quickly and quietly as they're able-- and growing up in the Horde has ensured they're quite adept. Thankfully, their friends are all sound asleep by the time they're inside, one less reason for Adora to feel guilty.
(God, they've really been out there a while.)
They set about getting ready for bed, and because they're messes, it takes what feels like forever. By the end of it, Adora keeps fading in and out of sleep, selfishly letting Catra take care of her. Then she goes and sits on the floor outside the bathroom, waiting for Catra to wrangle the filth from her fur. Sleep catches up with her there, too, and she dozes off for a good few minutes, slouched against the door.
Its opening startles her awake, and Adora just narrowly avoids falling over. But she comes back to her senses quickly enough, looking up at Catra with a wide, lopsided smile. "Yaaay, you're done," she whispers, then sticks out both arms. "Help me up."
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"-- But we're telling them first thing in the morning!" she declares, to alleviate her guilt.
And so they reach the ship and creep inside, as quickly and quietly as they're able-- and growing up in the Horde has ensured they're quite adept. Thankfully, their friends are all sound asleep by the time they're inside, one less reason for Adora to feel guilty.
(God, they've really been out there a while.)
They set about getting ready for bed, and because they're messes, it takes what feels like forever. By the end of it, Adora keeps fading in and out of sleep, selfishly letting Catra take care of her. Then she goes and sits on the floor outside the bathroom, waiting for Catra to wrangle the filth from her fur. Sleep catches up with her there, too, and she dozes off for a good few minutes, slouched against the door.
Its opening startles her awake, and Adora just narrowly avoids falling over. But she comes back to her senses quickly enough, looking up at Catra with a wide, lopsided smile. "Yaaay, you're done," she whispers, then sticks out both arms. "Help me up."