After the warnings issued a few days earlier, Rita started wearing her armor and sticking close to groups... but when she sees smoke, she ditches the group and charges toward it.

By the time she makes it, several others have gathered... but Rita pays no attention to them, even as she runs into their midst. Her gaze is fixed on Ignatius, her eyes widening, then sharpening as anger flares up inside her.

"You!" she cries.

She only caught the tail end of what’s been said here, but it’s already enough to get her blood boiling.

"Don’t be stupid!" she barks at him, her tone indignant (and perhaps just the tiniest bit scared). "If anyone’s going to die here, it’s you, and it’s been a long time coming!"