"I'm so sorry." Ghost's voice is quiet with shock, the little machine looking down despondently as the weight of her news sinks in. "You've come so far already... just to find the same thing waiting for you."

Behind him Blaze has stopped dead at the news, her eyes widening in shock. Her face doesn't adequately convey the emotions within: what it feels like to hear another iteration of the world you're built and charged to defend is already gone. But the clench of her fists and the sparks that crawl over them says more than her metal face can. It's only when Adia gives voice to her despair that the Titan abruptly moves again, stepping forward and sinking to one knee before her. Ghost backs up a little, looking between them.

"Do you really think that?" Her voice is strangely calm, but she's very intent on Adia. She rests a plated arm on her knee, eye-level with the other woman. "Sounded to me like you know a lot of good people in your Fleet. You're not sure they're worth saving?