[Adora looks back over her shoulder, her eyes shimmering with not quite tears. They don't fall, she isn't going to cry, but she kind of wants to. Never, ever before has she felt like this. Happy and miserable at the same time, unsure of if she's pushed something that didn't seem to be that big of a deal too far. She got burned by this, and hard.]

...I did. I own up to that. I'm sorry.

[Again, she won't deny culpability.]

I wasn't expecting it to escalate, and I don't know if it's better that it did, or worse. Catra, I...can't think straight. I just kind of don't know how to feel.