"But it's not like that! I'm not missing anything-" Adora pauses and allows Saturday to finish. She takes a slow breath to try and get herself to calm down a little. She's pacing back and forth now, trying to get her energy out. She finally pauses when Saturday asks that question, her brow furrowed.

"Nothing! Nothing is missing! I know what I have to do!"

Not quite true. She doesn't think of herself as needing anything because she doesn't think she really deserves anything. She needs to handle the universe. The world. She has to give as much as she can. To take anything back from the world? No. She can't do that.

"What's good for me..." She frowns, brow furrowed, "Why? What does that matter? I don't need to worry about that."