Katrina didn't particularly feel like moving, so she wasn't upset when he didn't want to move either. Even if she liked being held, too.
"Shut up," she retorted, affectionately. It was still her knee-jerk response to affection, even after all these years. But she trusted him, and so after a few moments, as she was starting to drift off, she murmured under her breath, "Love you, too."