[She nods again.]

There were... other people I knew there too. L-Like Zuko. But he's an elite, and... and really strong. And he didn't look hurt either.

[A few tears make their way down her face when she thinks of him lying there in the gaggle of limbs and carnage, recognizing him only by the scar on his face. She didn't have a chance to look any harder. She reaches up and wipes furiously at her eyes.]

I-I don't know what happened after that. I know they were calling for another truck, but... we ran away.

[And even now, she's not sure she'll ever be able to forgive herself for it.]