Catra won't say it aloud, but she actually worries for Glimmer. They were enemies, yes, but leaving her alone to the attentions of Horde Prime? That just seemed cruel and pointless. Especially now, when Catra had nothing left to fight for. Her eyes drop away and she stares at the far wall for a long, quiet moment, trying to decide what she's going to say. They were both here, and that was that. What was up to them was how they dealt with it.

And Catra? Catra just feels tired.

"I don't want to fight you, either," she says finally, her voice hard and bitter. "Okay?"