That is the exact opposite of the reaction Adora was going for, and she gestures desperately at Catra's back for a moment before accepting defeat. Fine. No talking, then.
This doesn't mean she's ready to leave Catra alone.
Picking up the closest end of the blanket, Adora lifts it up, tucks herself in behind Catra's curled back, and drapes the blanket back over the two of them. She doesn't quite dare rest her arms over her, the way she normally might -- but she hopes this closeness will be enough to communicate something, if Catra doesn't pull away from it.
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That is the exact opposite of the reaction Adora was going for, and she gestures desperately at Catra's back for a moment before accepting defeat. Fine. No talking, then.
This doesn't mean she's ready to leave Catra alone.
Picking up the closest end of the blanket, Adora lifts it up, tucks herself in behind Catra's curled back, and drapes the blanket back over the two of them. She doesn't quite dare rest her arms over her, the way she normally might -- but she hopes this closeness will be enough to communicate something, if Catra doesn't pull away from it.