"Nah, there's rules. Maybe people don't say 'em the same way or put them in the same order, but there's rules about how you treat people, if you wanna be a good person. And the rules apply even to people you hate and who hurt you. You don't have to like 'em any to be fair and just to them."

Saturday's quiet for a long moment, watching as Samuel rows Corvo to the muddy riverbank below a bridge where guards are tossing bodies into the river. "Why do you say that?" she asks, when Catra makes her confession.