Wow. Adora's brain is really just struggling today.
Catra has to wait a moment for the punchline - because there surely must be one - before she scoffs. Or tries to. Because it sort of comes out more as a snort of disbelieving laughter, and then she sort of just accepts it; laying her head back to laugh openly, the squeak of her chuckles bringing tears to the corner of her eyes.
Adora is just so stupid.
"Okay, okay, I'm gonna bite." she wheezes, chest heaving, gripping Adora tighter so she can't leave. Adora is literally the only person in the entire Fright Zone that Catra can stand being near, the only person Catra ever wants to be around. "Who're you imagining me doing it with? Lonnie?" who Catra had almost gotten into three fights with that day alone, only Adora's protective presence stopping the two from going for each-other's blood. "--Kyle?" She snorts again. Enough said. Not even in the guy's wildest dreams. "Don't even think about Rogelio, that's just--have you see his face? It wouldn't even work."
Catra shakes her head, giving an extra tug when her hair catches on the metal sheeting, lifting her hand to tap her finger against Adora's dumb forehead again.
"You're the only one, idiot." Catra's eyes are crinkled with her amusement, but she's honest, too. "Like I'd even consider doing this stuff with anyone who wasn't you."
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Catra has to wait a moment for the punchline - because there surely must be one - before she scoffs. Or tries to. Because it sort of comes out more as a snort of disbelieving laughter, and then she sort of just accepts it; laying her head back to laugh openly, the squeak of her chuckles bringing tears to the corner of her eyes.
Adora is just so stupid.
"Okay, okay, I'm gonna bite." she wheezes, chest heaving, gripping Adora tighter so she can't leave. Adora is literally the only person in the entire Fright Zone that Catra can stand being near, the only person Catra ever wants to be around. "Who're you imagining me doing it with? Lonnie?" who Catra had almost gotten into three fights with that day alone, only Adora's protective presence stopping the two from going for each-other's blood. "--Kyle?" She snorts again. Enough said. Not even in the guy's wildest dreams. "Don't even think about Rogelio, that's just--have you see his face? It wouldn't even work."
Catra shakes her head, giving an extra tug when her hair catches on the metal sheeting, lifting her hand to tap her finger against Adora's dumb forehead again.
"You're the only one, idiot." Catra's eyes are crinkled with her amusement, but she's honest, too. "Like I'd even consider doing this stuff with anyone who wasn't you."