"Just a little," Adora lightheartedly concedes, and her fingers curl under Catra's chin to rub at the fur there.

The sight of Catra's smile makes her own widen, so much that it pushes out her cheeks, squints her eyes. She leans her forehead to hers, touches their tips of their noses together, just-- wants all of her touching all of Catra. It feels like something she's allowed to want now, after tonight. A newly opened door, that she'd never even realized was there.

Her lips come to brush Catra's cheek, unthinkingly, just an idle sort of roaming. But she likes it, likes the warm glow of Catra's flushed face beneath her lips, and Adora nuzzles into it instinctively. From her cheek to her jaw, then back up again. This is nice. She could stay like this for a while.

"... You take good care of me," she mumbles finally, paired with a quiet exhale. "Thank you."