When she'd first found herself within the wreckage, it had taken her a few minutes before she'd actually realized the identity of the city. The scope of the damage makes her wonder just what might have befallen it, but those thoughts are derailed as she hears someone calling her name.

It takes her a moment to actually locate the speaker of the voice, but upon doing so, there's another surprise. The young man beneath the debris looks similar to herself, but not identical, not like the male counterpart she's already encountered once in dreams. She might have placed him in a category of being akin to Kuja, except for the fact he knows her name and was calling for her by that name.

Comrade or foreigner though, she has decided to help him free of his entrapment. Studying the way the debris lay before beginning to pull it away from him. "Don't move until I'm finished." she warned him as she worked. She didn't want him accidentally causing further debris to be upset onto them via his own attempts to squirm free while she was already removing it herself.