[All it took was Diva's broadcast, and perceiving Saya's frequency zipping across several sectors almost immediately after, for her to understand something was happening and that it was in no way a good something. She knows that that Conrad is never far from Diva, that Saya means to kill Diva, and both of these facts mean that someone important was going to be in danger very soon. The Defense Force would certainly react but she doesn't even wait for the call to come up, using the last point Saya had gone past as a guide for now-- after that, she'd have to search. Blind spots couldn't be helped, she had used minimal marking across the dome in a conscious effort to prevent a potential repeat of... last time]
[Is the delay that moderation caused, or simply her hopelessly human speed compared to theirs, the reason everything is long settled by the time she arrives? She doesn't wonder on it nor berate herself for long, though; the only living figure here now is the only one that's her concern, so she can be easier on herself for not making it this time. If he had been in pieces on the ground as well... then, there would be no hope for any forgiveness.
Yet even though she can tell he's not only alive but relatively fine, just the sight of him, unmoving and empty, douses the relief she feels. She recalls Saya's warning as she approaches as noiselessly as she can-- he can likely hear her anyways, but out respect...-- and stands slightly behind him, briefly looking over the cracked stone with a distinct lack of either approval or disapproval that she can only take to mean that she never felt anything for the girl herself, it was really only because of the man holding onto her remains that she even acknowledged her.
Moments pass without even a sound made, though it's not for lack of wanting to speak. But she can only guess at his emotional state to begin with, and what words to say...]