Kat knew a lot about freedom.
She had woken up in this world with no responsibilities and all the time in the world.
She had actually flown before, soaring through the air at terminal velocity.
But Kat never felt more free than when she was wrapped tight in someone's arms. And it happened every night at the least.
Raven always woke up first. Kat never really knew why, and she never pushed to hard. But whenever she woke up, she was greeted with the sight of ice-blue eyes gazing at her with such love and affection her heart actually physically started beating harder.
"Man I'm glad this is a one person bed." Raven said to her that particular morning, kissing Kat on the nose and holding her tighter.
"That would make sense if we ever used the bed." Kat pointed out, glancing down to where the bed was on the ground six feet below them.
"Fair point." Raven replied, activating her powers as she lowered the two of them down to the floor.
Neither let go.
"We could stay here, y'know." Raven said, burying her face into Kats neck and reveling in the warmth. "Not go out today."
"I'm sure I could squeeze a day off somehow." Kat agreed.
"No! You're not supposed to agree with me!" Raven replied half-jokingly. "You're supposed to be the sensible one who's like 'We need to be part of the world. And eat.'"
"It's hard being sensible when you're holding me like I'll disappear if you don't."
"That's only because I'm worried you will." Raven responded quietly.
"Never ever." Kat replied, pulling away and looking Raven dead in the eyes while she spoke. "The Nevi will never get me. Know why?"
"Why?"
"Because I have something to fight for." Kat replied, and then pulled Raven close and channeled every shred of love and hope and support she could muster into a kiss.
Raven got the message.