Catra's tail bushes right next to Adora when she feels the unexpected touch of her leg, and she looks down sharply only to see Adora there, wide-eyed and simpering. Catra wishes she was still a bad enough friend to kick her.

Instead she sighs, annoyed and ragged, and flicks her tail right into Adora's face.

"Ugh. Get up, you idiot." Her palm is gentle but firm when she presses it onto Adora's forehead, pushing her pointedly back from her leg. It's harder than it's worth to be angry with her for long. "Let's just go for that stupid walk you were talking about."