Honestly? I never stopped to think about it. Most of the time when I transform, it isn't for fun, something bad is happening or about to happen. She-Ra is able to handle magic transforming her because it's how the magic was made I guess? I'm not the first She-Ra, but hopefully, I'll be the last. I was chosen when I was born, but my people are all gone now. When I die one day, so will She-Ra.

[ It's a Buffy situation. Unless there's another intergalactic takeover, in which case she hopes she's too old and can be a wise mentor instead. She doesn't want to fight any more wars. What Bay says though, it doesn't seem like quite the same thing. ]

What do you mean about a body that isn't quite yours?