"Well. I guess..." Adora frowns, still trying to get these stupid packets piled into something resembling an organized pile, but it's really more like just... a pile. Of paper. With staples. Not great.

The conversation is a little distracting, too.

"I'm just glad that you're here and we're not... you know... trying to kill each other anymore.

Adora flashes her a little smile.

"And you're working on being better."