"No, it's totally okay," Adora's quick to reassure, "it's just a little sting--"
But then she hears Catra sniff, and feels a faint wetness drip onto her shoulder, and Adora's heart thuds to a halt for the first time tonight-- before resuming its pace at double time, hastened with panic.
"No, no, Catra," she pulls back just enough to look at her face, cup her cheeks with her hands. She can't believe she's made her cry. She's the one who comforts her, how could she have made Catra cry?
Adora's thumbs rub frantically at the tear-trails, words gushing from her throat in a hushed, panicky babble. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have gotten so angry, I shouldn't have talked to you like that. I just, I've been feeling weird all night and I took it out on you, and that wasn't fair." She lets out a shaky exhale, uncertain hands patting at Catra's jaw, her hair, anything that might bring comfort. "I know you hate water, I know it's hard for you, I should've been more considerate-- don't cry, please?"
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But then she hears Catra sniff, and feels a faint wetness drip onto her shoulder, and Adora's heart thuds to a halt for the first time tonight-- before resuming its pace at double time, hastened with panic.
"No, no, Catra," she pulls back just enough to look at her face, cup her cheeks with her hands. She can't believe she's made her cry. She's the one who comforts her, how could she have made Catra cry?
Adora's thumbs rub frantically at the tear-trails, words gushing from her throat in a hushed, panicky babble. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have gotten so angry, I shouldn't have talked to you like that. I just, I've been feeling weird all night and I took it out on you, and that wasn't fair." She lets out a shaky exhale, uncertain hands patting at Catra's jaw, her hair, anything that might bring comfort. "I know you hate water, I know it's hard for you, I should've been more considerate-- don't cry, please?"