"Being their friend?" Saturday says it without thinking, and as she says it clarity hits her like a bolt of terrible lightning - she understands, too late, what Maggie had been trying to tell her. Except Maggie isn't here to...

Put it aside. Carry on.

"Like..." she says it slowly, processing as hard as she can. "Do you think they'd be happy if you went away? Like being able to protect them is the only reason they like you, so if you can't do that, they won't care if you live or die? 'Cause I know Catra doesn't think that. I know I don't think that."