[ Adora takes a half-step after the woman and then she grits her teeth. She's not leaving Catra. She can't. She turns back and crosses the distance to Catra in an instant, kneeling to cradle her in her arms. ]

Catra? Catra - come on - talk to me. You're gonna be OK, alright? We're both going to go home. We're both making it off of this rig. Come on, Catra, don't give up now-