"Adora. She was my best friend, you know? I said that. Ugh." She puts her chin in her hands again, frowning.

"She couldn't do anything wrong, according to Shadow Weaver. She was always the best, always perfect. I got blamed anytime she made a mistake, because, you know, I was clearly being a negative influence on her." Catra rolls her eyes, affecting a disdain that she doesn't quite feel. It's more... sadness.