"Maybe from the enemy, but not..." Adora frowns. Shadow Weaver cares about all of them, right? She just wants what's best. She's... trying to help. In her own way. Still - she doesn't think that she should be striking Catra. Then again, maybe this is Adora's fault.

"Just - there's something I can do, right?"

She leans in, rests her forehead against Catra's as she takes a long, slow breath.