"No!" Adora winces like the suggestion had been a slap to the face. "Why do I have to talk you through this?"

Were she in a different state of mind right now, she'd surely appreciate Catra trying to work through this with her in a calm and quiet manner. A very different state of mind. Alas.

"Don't you remember-- all of yesterday?" Adora burrows deeper into the blankets, voice dropping to a barely audible whisper. "How you were touching me, and yourself, and-and saying I should help you? Did you just expect me to forget all that?" And her voice rises again before she can help it-- "Because I haven't!"