[ Catra growls and lashes her tail in annoyance... but the complusion overcomes her soon. So she sits back, crosses her arms and rolls her eyes to high heavens. ]

Okay. Number one: you're pretty strong.

Number two: the face you make when I catch you off guard is pretty sweet.

[ Her gaze returns to Adora, one eyebrow raised. ]

Number three: you left the Fright Zone and I'm second-in-command now, so really, you did me a solid.

[ As she finishes, a shit-eating grin spreads across her face. ]