[She does know that, actually. And of course she can't tell Adora what to do -- when has Adora ever listened to her?]
I know whose side I'm on. [Hers. Her own. Catra's side. It's the side where their tails are lashing indignantly at Adora calling her out, and where they're guarding close by Catra's side to brace her against the steeled look she can remember on Adora's face.] I'm done with the Horde [--stuck with Prime's uniform though she is], but I am never going with you. [Adora can do whatever she wants. Catra doesn't have to care about whether she lives, or dies, or anything else that happens to her. Maybe by the time Prime finishes destroying everything, Catra will have managed to forget about her. Or at least drive deep enough into denial that she can convince herself she has.]
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I know whose side I'm on. [Hers. Her own. Catra's side. It's the side where their tails are lashing indignantly at Adora calling her out, and where they're guarding close by Catra's side to brace her against the steeled look she can remember on Adora's face.] I'm done with the Horde [--stuck with Prime's uniform though she is], but I am never going with you. [Adora can do whatever she wants. Catra doesn't have to care about whether she lives, or dies, or anything else that happens to her. Maybe by the time Prime finishes destroying everything, Catra will have managed to forget about her. Or at least drive deep enough into denial that she can convince herself she has.]