"Oh, definitely not," Adora answers with a flushed laugh. Competitive as she may be, knowing how to pick your battles is half the key to winning. And with how much of a struggle it was to keep the noise trapped inside of her, even with the makeshift gag-- yeah, she's not going to be making any promises.

But she pauses then, wetting her lips. Tips her chin to follow Catra's mouth, even as her brow crinkles with concern. (Because Catra will close that distance again, won't she?)

"It's okay, right? I mean, no one could hear us from up here."