"Was it the glasses kid got this far under your skin or the fight with Adora?" Saturday is blithely ignoring the hurricane of anger Catra is flinging her way, dodging with the same coolness that she might dodge bullets. But when Catra snaps at Saturday to leave her alone, she raises her hands in calm surrender.

"All right. Take your time. We'll catch up later. Gym should be empty now, if you need to work off some steam."

She isn't getting rid of Saturday for good that easy.