That's convenient. She needs an excuse to get away from this scene anyway. Watching it is only breaking her heart. No, more than that -- being so unable to change the scenario is bringing back a painful feeling of helplessness, like when she had no choice but to delete the AI aboard her castle. It's the sort of feeling she had hoped to never experience again, and so she's already looking to get away.

So, she evacuates the scene, still moving carefully around the memory of the fire. And as soon as she's free, she breaks into a swift run to catch up with the figure.

"There's no way that's him," she remarks to herself aloud, getting more comfortable with being a ghost in this memory. "It wouldn't make any sense. But didn't he say that his hair color was an oddity in his world?" She huffs, putting in a little more effort, and adds, "Maybe it was more common than he thought?"