It still took Svetlana by surprise that Anatoly had once again started showing up when she needed him. The past five years would always be there, of him being gone when she needed him, not caring. The routines had started only a couple months after being around one another more regularly again. So maybe it shouldn't be that surprising. Even if things could have been made more complicated from falling into the routines so easily. A dangerous dance that Svetlana had fought against, the constant curve balls thrown at them had helped in the fighting and running from the familiar. But it did mean something that he still managed to show up when she needed him the most.
But Anatoly trying to fight Maleficent never would have worked well. No. He had a place in the medbay. He could help there. Much better than if he got himself actually killed because he was trying to fight in a way that wasn't his own. And that would take precedence over Svetlana dealing with what had happened. She could put her own issues to the side to focus on the bigger picture. It was what she always managed to do.
Though hearing Fayina had made a post and that her weakness and failure of her daughters was made known to the displaced? That really didn't sit well with her. She was at least relieved that Dick was with them, but that didn't mean that she was okay with people knowing she'd been cursed. And sure, it could have happened to anyone, but she had still failed her daughters and that would never be okay with her. Instead she just nodded, the ice facade quickly taking place so she could deal with that.
"Fine. You should get back to the medbay, if she has upped her game this much, there will be more emergencies you'll be needed for."