The survivors are glaring furiously at her now. You and Bella are among the few who stare at her sympathetically, instead of with hate. Phascomon is watching it all unfold in silence.

"So, how are you going to answer for this?"

"I..."

"You've lost your partner. Maybe on a different day, that would be good enough a punishment. But we've suffered catastrophic damage because YOU let us down."

The crowd breaks out into an enraged cacophony, with the guy seated behind Liza abruptly kicking her chair. She turns around to look at him, tears welling in her eyes.

"I'm sorry... I just couldn't leave him. We're supposed to stick together, that's what you always..."

"We're supposed to watch out for one another. Not literally stay joined at the hip. I trusted you to take care of him properly. Whether you let him get podded, or did your job and protected him, that was up to your discretion. Because you failed in that regard, you nearly doomed us. So to the rest of you, what do you say we do?"

"KICK HER OUT!"

"SEND HER TO THE BOTS!"

"... He's riling them up against her."

"Yeah..."

It takes them a while to calm down, and many of them look ready to leap from their seats and attack her. But Wind calms them down in the end.

"We're supposed to do whatever it takes to accomplish our vision. You've shown that you're incapable of that, Liza. But we've seen enough death today. On account of your past contributions, I'll give you a final chance. Get out of here, never speak of our activities to another soul, and go live your life knowing you let us all down, till the day the bots swoop in and pick you up."