The tickle of fur over her nose makes Adora's face twist up, stuck halfway to a sneeze. She sniffs, rubs at her face-- and immediately brightens at the sound of Catra's words.

"Yes! You're gonna love it, I swear." She jumps to her feet, mood fully restored, and scrambles for her backpack. She rummages through it, producing the map and unfurling it in front of her. "It's just a bit of a walk, we'll be there in no time. Oh, but before I forget--"

And she goes back for Catra's offered bread, splitting it down the middle and extending one arm with a smile. "Halfsies?"