Catra is already dozing by the time Adora makes it to bed, the arguable comfort levels of her position be damned. It's the nudge of Adora's foot that wakes her, and Catra's fur all bristles as she shoots up, pupils wide.

A few blinks later, and she settles; shaking herself to reset her hair before flopping back down, this time at the end of Adora's bunk, yawning widely once more.

"You took too long," she complains. She really just wants Adora to get into the bunk already so she can curl around her and soak up the contact she's been missing all day. Adora hasn't been letting herself be touched, and Catra gets it but she misses her. "Hurry up."