I'll have to ask the moogles, then. [She was pretty sure one had taken to hanging out on the Bridge. Someone had to have seen something.]

[silence. No life signs. Did that mean that whatever had been attacking people had..left? Or, if it was purely mechanical...

Then, an uncomfortable thought. Once she has to ask, even when she's certain she knows the answer:]

..FILSS, what is the last known location of the Director of Project Freelancer?