Setsuna gives Adora her own serious and thin-lipped attention, grim-faced and a little taken aback at how much this really does align ... she'd had this gut feeling, this certainty, that she really had met a kindred spirit in this, but to hear it aloud is another thing entirely.

She rocks a little on her heels, hands falling to her side awkwardly as if they're going limp with uncertainty about what to do or where to go. "I envy you a little bit ..." She says it without much self-consciousness at the thought, just, like, ahahha, yeah, that's the feeling, not regret, that Adora didn't have to, you know, die to figure these things out for herself, she just swapped sides and made her peace with it. "It wasn't that easy, for me, but ..." She shakes her head, smiling brightly. It's a reassuring weight in her chest against the anxieties of the day, just how much she won't have to explain to Adora, now that she's said all this, she thinks. Now they've both said all this. "No, I know exactly what you mean, though."

A thought occurs to her, then, and she thinks of how hard she had to fight against and to get through to Westar and Soular ... "Your friend, who kept you in one piece in the Fright Zone ... did you have to fight her, too?"