Adora is happy to provide pets per Melog's demand, even as she realizes she's well on her way to becoming their next victim. She's at least got enough time to set her bag aside before she's knocked down to the ground-- and she lets herself fall easily, laughing, feeling Melog's tongue tickle her cheek as the grass tickles her back.

"Yup," she answers with a giggle, her face scrunched up in a grin as she looks over to Catra. "Filled our water up, got some bread rolls from the village to go with that fish you caught--" She puts a hand to Melog's muzzle before they can make a move for her bag-- "not yet, Melog-- oh, plus, a nice lady gave me a map! Did you know that, um..."

Adora bites her lip, eyes glinting with a barely-restrained eagerness. It's a little late, and they've spent a long time walking today, but... "There's actually supposed to be a really nice spot not far from here. Do you wanna go check it out after dinner?"

She's not above puppy-dog eyes. Or, for that matter, a: "Pretty please?"