At some point during that long silence, Rita will emerge from the hole in the wall that once separated the Farm from the Delta zone, her broken wing now bandaged and splinted. It's imprecise, but through the warmth of her heart, she just feels that Ignatius is somewhere around here... though really, it doesn't take a magic heart to figure out that he never went that far in the first place.

She locates him before long, but that hunch of hers doesn't quite prepare her to find Gild crouched nearby. Her eyes widen, and for a moment, she considers turning around and walking away. But now that they're probably looking at her, it feels like that would be awkward, too.

"...Should I come back later?" she asks, folding her arms as she lingers at a short distance.