Adora is pacing around the room, twisting her engagement ring, looking worried. Catra sneaks up on her, "Hey-!" Adora jumps and rises her hand, Catra grabbed her hand before she can. "Were you going to~?"
"Catra! I-I'm sorry."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah."
Catra sighs and laughs. "Looks like your mine now, Adora."
"You didn't."
"I did. Now spill."
Adora sighs. "I'm worried. Worried about us."
"What do you mean-?"
"What if another war happens and we have to-!?"
Catra lifts her fiancee head to face her. "That's not going to happen. Even if it does, I'll be fighting with you. I love you."
Adora hugs Catra.
The brown haired girl purrs and kisses her forehead.
