"Sure you didn't," Adora hums lightly, squeezing Catra's hand in her own. She likes how her ears give her away each time, but she'll refrain from commenting, this time.

It's only a brief walk back to the campsite, and once they stop, she steps in a brisk half-circle around Catra to stand in front of her. "Hey," she whines, her purple-tinted lower lip sticking out, "how come I got 'welcome back' kisses from Melog but not you?"