[That is a really good question. It's one Adora doesn't have a ready answer for. How does she feel about being sat down across from Catra? There are a number of feelings that swirl up inside her. Anger, concern, worry, relief, maybe even a hint of happiness? Their relationship is a lot more complicated than a single word an ever define, and they both know it.

Adora folds her hands into her lap and closes her eyes, taking a deep, calming breath. She doesn't want to seem weak, unsteady, or anything like that...but can she really hide anything from Catra? Even when they were kids, she never really could, so she resolves to tell the whole truth.]

I feel a lot of things. I'm angry because you've hurt my friends, and done some really awful things, so I feel like punching you. But I'm worried, because I don't know how long you've been here on this planet. I haven't seen anyone else here I recognize, so you've probably been by yourself.

[Another breath.] I'm concerned, because I don't know what you've been doing here. If you've been causing trouble, y'know? And I guess I'm a little relieved, because you're finally away from Shadow Weaver and you can find your own life.

[And...]

...And maybe I'm a little happy to at least see a face I recognize. At least you're familiar.