Catra waits another moment past the assurances, just to make sure. And she still doesn't believe Adora's 'good night', but she still shuffles anyway; shifting her shoulders to make herself more comfortable, keeping her hands still pressed to Adora to assure her she's in the right place.

It's not often that Catra makes herself purr, but it's seemed to -- help, once or twice before, in getting Adora to settle down. So, hesitantly, Catra looks for that part of herself; and a quiet, awkward rumble begins low in her throat, as her fingers resume their careful kneading of Adora's back.

"Yeah," she murmurs, trying not to sound as awkward as she feels. "Good night."