Apologies had only ever really meant something to Katherine after a friendship had been formed, after she knew what kind of person she was dealing with. Someone she had opened up to at one point and who had forgotten about it was not someone she considered a friend. For her, caring was remembering and not apologising. But Kat had learned to be picky from a young age on and she still was. She had never been one who craved the approval of everyone. If you had her friendship, you had her loyalty. Right now, Cris had not.